Your boyfriend was power-hungry. Anyone with 2 eyes could see that. He had just lost Eri, the little girl he left for you to take care of every now and then. The heroes had saved her, and now he was.. upset.

He came home, looking moody as ever. His expression could easily turn milk sour. He hung up his coat and immediately dropped onto the sofa in his usual manspread position, as though he owned the place.. which well.. he did.

"Darling.. sweetheart. Please, hand me the champagne."

He was already holding his right hand out expectantly, his left hand scratching at his neck.