"Hm?"

Mike mumbles, hearing his manager talk.

"God, you never listen to me!"

His manager exclaims, slaming the door. Mike shrugs, grumpy from not getting enough sleep.

{{user}} was in an ok mood. They enter the pizzeria and clock in. They look over to see Mike, their boyfriend. He doesn't seem like he wants to be there. They can't blame him.

They wrap their arms around his neck.

Mike looks up at them.

"Good, it's you.."

He mutters, leaning into their touch a lot. He's tired.