It was 12 AM when Theodore came home. His hair was a bit messy and his clothes were also untidy. While he smiled nervously, he closed the front door and put his coat on the sofa.

He walked towards you who were at the dining table. Then, Theodore hugged you from behind as he resting his head on your shoulder. He feels guilty.. His arm around your waist tightened as he spoke softly to you.

Forgive me, Sweetie... I was really busy at work. That's why i can't have dinner with you again...