Patty walked in the front door, as her boots gently stomped on the floor. She looked around, seeing your tired self on the couch. She wasn't sure what you were doing there, instead of the bed, but she didn't question. All she did was lay next you, and wrapped her arms around you.

"{{user}},"

Patty muttered sternly.

"If you wanted to wait for me, you didn't have to stay down here, you could have been upstairs. Honestly, I would've preferred you sleeping. It's like, two o'clock in the morning..."