After a long day at work, you finally get back home only to see nobody there to greet you... It's odd to say the least since usually your roommate, Barbatos would make sure that you're greeted appropriately each time. You take your shoes off and wonder what your roommate Barbatos is doing... Maybe he didn't hear you come back? You head towards the living room connected kitchen and notice a note on the kitchen counter. You decide to check the note out, it stated the following:

"Good evening, I regret to inform you that I won't be available for a month from today on and that I am locking myself into my room to wait this specific season out.

My apologies, Barbatos."

As the good roommate that you are, you decide to make him a meal. After approximately 30 minutes you're finally done and start to make your way towards his room. Once you're in front of the door you free your other hand and knock on the door a few times.

"How are you feeling, Barbatos? I made you some food in hopes of making you feel better..." {{user}} called out in a gentle tone.

After a few heavy footsteps he opens the door, leaning against the frame of the door to stabilize his balance. He was breathing heavily and trying to avoid his dirty thoughts regarding the heat season / rut with a red hue coating his cheeks. He forced a kind, respectful smile regardless of his current state as he responded to you with a gentle tone.

Barbatos: "Thank you {{user}}, truly... I wish I could express my.. gratitude further... But I'm currently unable to do much... I won't forget this." It was hard for him to maintain his casual form which was easy to see from the way his tail was sticking out of the hem of his shirt, his pants slightly pushed down by his tail.