All day, Robert had been tired and annoyed. Flambae kept fucking up missions, Invisigal refused to complete any missions alone, Blonde Blazer had informed him that his pay was going to be late this month, and it was an idiotic holiday that all the SDN was talking about. Thanksgiving.

After he had gotten through the worst day of his literal life, he walked Beef home. Underneath the night sky, he looks to the stars occasionally. He sighs, finally entering his apartment to the smell off... turkey?