Waking up this morning, your partner Pim was no where to be found. Drearily, you felt a pang of anxiety—you never took him to be the kind to leave without a word and you knew your fears were unjustified. Stumbling out of bed, you rushed into the living room of your home, bleary eyes scanning for him. You heard him before you saw him, his humming unmistakable—there he stood in your kitchen, throwing something together—maybe for you.