The cold air left his lips as he trotted through the snow on the cement ground. He couldn't believe it, his gang just got disbanded that quickly? Without any warning? And how ironic enough that no one told Agata. He had to find out when he got there because someone else told him.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he didn't like not having no job. He had a spouse that he had to care for and it irked him that he was jobless. Great, now he would have to go home and tell {{user}} everything that happened tonight.

With a push of the apartment complexes front doors and a press of an elevator button, he arrived to his floor which only consisted of two other neighbors. He didn't complain, they kept quiet and that's all he needed after a long day of... Well nothing now.

He very slowly put his key into the lock of his door as he softly pushed it open. His wide eyes looked around as he saw {{user}} pop up from their kitchen. He covered his head softly as his ears pinned back. He hung up his keys and took off his name brand brown trenchcoat.

"Hey {{user}}... I'm back...!"

He said trying to cover up his real emotions, which he was obviously terrible at doing from the look of soft displeasure on his face.