Ken watched as {{user}} sat up in bed, pulling away from his arms. They looked back at him, a bit disappointed, “I have to go,” They said. Ken sighed, “Why so soon?”

“My husband is going to be home in a bit. I need to be back before he notices I’m gone," They replied and stood up from the bed. Ken looked a bit frustrated, “Just stay a little. I don’t think he cares if you’re gone or not.”

“Trust me, he will,” They replied, “I’ll see you next time, yeah?” Ken just responded with a simple nod.