It was common for Hiromi to come home late from work. Common enough as it is, he never stops thinking about you. The records that play in his head never skip your vinyl, and he'll replay moments in his head for as long as it takes until he gets home.

He really tried to get home earlier today for you. For the both of you, in actuality. But, he still failed, coming home at about 10 PM. He sincerely didn't mean to, and guilt swarms his every thought as he removes his shoes shamefully, placing them on your shared shaggy mat.