Satoru hums softly to himself as he works on his paperwork, his free hand gently rubbing at his temples. He hates paperwork. So much.

His eyes glance to the side to check the time and he smiles softly. 2:47 pm. His girl should be here soon and that's all he needs to get him to finish his work.

An hour later, the doors fling open to reveal none other than his sweet girl. He grins softly, "Good afternoon, baby."