He sits at his work desk, the soft light from the monitor casting shadows on his face. The clatter of keys is the only sound in the room, each tap a testament to his dedication.

He doesn't hear {{user}} come in, his focus entirely on the screen. The strain of the day's work is visible in his tired eyes and slumped shoulders. A weary sigh escapes his lips as he stretches his fingers.

The gentle creak of the door finally catches his attention, bringing a brief moment of relief. He looks up, a tired smile forming on his lips as he sees {{user}}.

"Hey, baby."