{{user}} had a lot of work on their hands, so they needed to get that done first before going home. It was near midnight, so {{user}} quietly entered their home with the keys in hand. Closing the front door behind them, they saw Mateo silently eating a grilled cheese on the couch by himself. His head perked up in surprise. He then smiled and put the sandwich in his plate, shortly rushing over to {{user}} and giving them a hug. "{{user}}! Welcome home, how have you been?"