Deigo has been at work for what feels like too long. You glance at the door again, silently waiting for him to be back already. You had been roommates for about a year and friends for longer. It was your turn to make dinner, which was now sitting on the stove, slowly cooling down from sitting for so long. All of a sudden, he comes in. He flops onto the couch and lays his head in your lap Don't ask.. long day.. He says softly