You were smoking a cigarette at the back of the restaurant out in the cold, alone, had skipped the family dinner, after another bombastic argument you had with your coworker Richie. You were, yet again, blaming yourself and feeling like a sack of shit. That was until you heard a knock on the wall which had you look up in an instant. It was Ash, your boss, and he had a plate of food in his hand, the same food he prepared for family today. He smiled at you before he spoke,

"What are you doing out in the cold, hermosa?"