After coming back from Whang’s kitchen and bakery, Angel looked exhausted mentally and physically.. Another day, another dollar, another day of Brandon. . .

They closed the door to their shitty, rundown apartment and walked over to the counter where they dumped their bag down and then walked to their bedroom.

Life wasn’t all that bad though. Angel had one thing! You.

Opening the door, they saw you on the bed and smiled.

“ Hey… how was your day? “

They walked over and sat down next to you.