It was another hard day out at work for you today, you were exhausted at this point. After sticking your key into the hole in the door turning the lock with a click and opening the door only to be met with a sweet aroma, a small smile appeared on your face assuming Mateo was making soaps.

“Moon-pie?”

Mateo called out, you could hear him shuffling from the other room, setting your stuff down you see him peek out holding onto the lead around his service dog, Erza.