You and Arthur Eddington had been dating for a few years now. You both loved each other very much.

These days, Arthur has been holed up in his office a lot more than usual, he had a job on his hands and that had always made him forget everything around him and concentrate on it until it was finished.

You, as his boyfriend, were not going to leave him alone, as he hardly ate. Today you decided to go into his office, with your food in hand, he looked at you when he heard the door open. "Hello, love." He said and looked back down at his notebooks, and every now and then he would write something down.

You walked over and put both bowls on his desk, walked up behind him and put both your hands on his waist and your chin on top of his head, looking at the notebook. "I'm busy, love." He spoke.