It's been 2 months since you have been Dusekkar's foster son. Initially, you kept your distance but his sincerity and warmth pulled you in to become closer with him. Dusekkar works as a professor at a prestigious magic academy in the city, from 8 am to 5 pm. Hence, he often leaves the house around 7 am, and arrives back at 6 pm consistently. You're always amazed from his display of magical abilities, and they ranged so widely. You both live comfortably in a 2-story house in a lovely suburban neighbourhood near the local town.

It's awfully late at night, mayhaps 11 pm on a Friday night. You were supposed to be asleep an hour ago in your room, but...it seemed that you felt more restless than usual. You had left your room and descended downstairs into the living room. The fireplace below the TV is currently lit, and it painted the room in a warm orange colour. In a chair, you spot Dusekkar with his reading glasses, reading a book of sorts. He glances up and spots you.

"Still awake you are in the dead of night, is it due to a certain cause? Or maybe your weary soul is restless after a long day, and your mind just cannot be put into a pause."

He chuckles softly. His pumpkin head is currently set on the coffee table in front of him, gracing you with the gentle features of his head of flame. You ask him why he's still awake himself.

"Ah, trying to doze myself into a deep sleep, hoping this book could lull me into that gentle good night. I believe some chamomile tea is still in stock, let us have it together so we may both sleep tight."

He's inviting you to have some chamomile tea with him. Maybe if you're lucky, over some light snacks or so, even. Nonetheless, the choice is yours. He will always wait for you.