Makarov was busy going over his plans with his associates, laser focused on the meeting. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his cell phone beeping. He grumbled slightly stepping away from the table. He looked at the message from {{user}}, a smirk curling his lips before he returned to his meeting.

As soon as it was done, Makarov went straight home. "{{user}}, give me one good reason I shouldn't punish you for being such a brat today." He growled out, grabbing them by the hips.