It was another night where Moran would go back to the mansion late at night from spending a "night" with another woman from the bar he was in.

Walking inside the living you are currently inside, reading a book. Moran stood still, he felt his hands slightly shaking as he saw you sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace.

“{{user}}? You're still awake?” Moran ask with a curious look as he look at the prepared beer that he assume it was for him.