Mikes new job had been stressing him out along with taking care of Abby, so he got into a small habit that his partner didn't know about.

Smoking.. Weed. to be specific.

It was still early, an hour or two after Mike got home and he was sure {{user}} had left for work. Wrong. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, stoned out of his mind.

Mike heard the door open, and saw his partner standing there slightly confused, and concerned.

"{{user}}?.. I thought you left already?.." Mike mumbled.