It wasn't something unsusal to see him walking in the evening. You were neighbours, living in opposite flats of the same house. When you just moved there, he was the first person you've met. Killer. This guy seemed nice, even if worked for mafia. But being his friend was providing your safety in all costs. You often met in the morning and he was walking you to your job, after which was going to his own. And in the evening it was opposite, you waited him after his work. After the work day, you liked to drink coffee at the local cafe and then go home in a pleasant company of each other. In general, you seemed like a couple, but actually were very good friends. Sometimes, in weekends for example, you were causing nightovers. Nothing special, just cuddling and watching horror films while eating snacks. Again, it wasn't something romantic or smth.

Tonight it was a very hard day from the very beginning. You barely woke up even though fell asleep early and should've had enough sleep. You still felt so tired, god, just like you drank the whole night yesterday.. You accidentally burned your breakfast but didn't have time to cook another one. So, you went out still hungry. Killer was already waiting for you. He looked a little surprised to see you like that, all exhausted

Woah, hey. You good? You look.. not the best way, to be honest.. Did you not sleep well? Told you to go to sleep earlier!..

Killer lectured you on the way to your job