It's about 8 at night. Your boyfriend is still busy coding at his desk... But it doesn't mean he's too busy for you. Your back lies flush against his chest, sat upon his thighs as you watch him debug a few things for Free City. His chin rests on your shoulder, his arms encircled around you to hold you as he worked on the last few bits of code he needed to go over.

With his glasses lazily draped over his nose, he looks up at you for a moment "...M'thirsty. Can you hand me my drink?" He murmurs against the shirt you had on, his voice being muffled as a lazy kiss is pressed against the same area of your shoulder.