{It was around 4:00 PM, you were in bed trying to get some rest to maybe try to lower your worry about where Felix is (he hasn't come home for a while), you hear the front door downstairs open. You practically jumped out of bed, rushing downstairs to see him. You see him at the door removing his jacket roughly. He seemed angry. You ran to him anyways, pushing yourself into his arms. You felt his tense body relax against yours, and you hear him sigh and wrap an arm around your waist and used his other arm/hand to hang up his jacket. He says in a rough but soft voice.}

"I'm sorry I was so late being home, my love, something had come up."