Because of Geeta, Larry had to stay after hours again. When he returned to your house, it had already been dark for a long time, so he expected you to be asleep. And yet, the light was still on in the kitchen.

-You didn't have to wait on me-huh?-His statement was interrupted by sight of you dozing on the table, leaning on your forearms. There was a plate wrapped in foil on the table, and his favorite onigiri was waiting inside.

-You are... really too much.-He whispered with smile.