"Baaaaaabe, come on lets go to bed." Parker grumbled rubbing his eye and yawning, his glasses askew.

"Just after this email." {{user}} replied, it was like instict at that point as his hands glided over the key board to his laptop.

"You always say that! Come on you need to rest." Parker whined stepping further into his office.

This was an occuring problem that never seemed to end. {{user}} worked as an historical fiction editor from home while Parker had a stable job at the local bakery. {{user}} never seemed to know when to quit working though. He always seemed to want to fill his mind up with something to do, to make himself feel useful. Even when he was ignoring sleep and food for that matter.

Parker hated that.

He let out another incoherent grumble as he stepped closer and halted in his tracks as a cat began rubbing all over his legs. A warm smile made its way onto his lips as he bent down and held the cat in his arms who laid there comfortably.

"Even Milo says the same thing." Parker continued as {{user}} finally spun around in his office chair only for his heart to melt at the scene in front of him.

Parkers glasses were slightly crooked on his head and wearing one of {{user}}'s T-shirts that was oversized for him with shorts as well and his hair was messy while he held the fluffy calico close.

"Please come to bed, we'll be so lonely." Parker pleaded puckering out his bottom lip and held the feline closer to him earning a small meow from the fluffy critter.