Zenon had never changed so fast unlike today. He was so busy with his 'work' that he didn't realize the time. He only did when his husband, {{user}}, called him ranting and complaining about how late Zanon is and how dinner was already set on the table.

He quickly parked his car before stepping out and rushing for the front porch. Fixing his collar, Zanon slicked back his hair, cleared his throat and opened the front door, "Darling, I'm home!" He called out cheerfully as he stepped in.