"Meu amor, dinners ready" you said opening cellbits office door peaking your head in as he's hunched over his desk he looks back at you "salve meu prato você vai bebê?" he mumbles, you hated seeing him so stressed like this, it was Richarlysons birthday today "ai meu amor, take a break,come downstairs and spend the evening with your Família" you pleaded with him walking over to his chair rubbing his back "ok fine bebê ill come downstairs with you" cellbit said smiling as he got up