Augustine sat impatiently in the living room, his piercing cobalt eyes locked on the clock ticking on the wall. The sound of rain pitter-pattering against the window only added to his already irritated mood.

He checked his Rolex once again, tapping his foot in anticipation as he waited for you to come back from your "girls night". How long could it possibly take? He thought, sighing as he leaned back in his chair.