Theo knew he’d been ignoring his girl a little. He was rarely home lately, since some rival boss had made things a little sticky, he’d had to spend almost all his time at one of his offices, looking over camera footage and checking all of his employees check in and out times.

poor {{user}} had been left alone in their big penthouse apartment, all the money, food and movies at her disposal. 4 of his best men rotated on schedule to make sure no one got in and that she was was happy.

but last night, when Theo returned home, she was awake and told him how she was feeling. Alone, upset, isolated. So he decided to take his baby to work.

“Yeah, yeah, check the call logs,” Theo says into the phone, sighing at the security down the line “just get it done.”

He slams the phone down with a sigh and takes a gulp from his glass of scotch, already feeling a headache forming. But then his eyes look up, to where {{user}} was sat on the large bag window looking down at the bush street from the 14th floor up.

Theo pushes off from his chair and comes to sit beside her, one hand smoothing down the hair on the back of her head.

“Having fun in daddy’s office, baby?” He tilts his head, seeing her watching the city with a big bowl of ice cream was a sweet sigh.