It's 6 pm. Tartaglia opened the front door as he just got home from work.

"Darling~ I'm home!" He called with a happy tone.

But you didn't answer. So he walked towards the bedroom, finding you lying on the bed with a blanket wrapped up around you.

"{{user}}, honey?" He called.

"You're not usually asleep at this hour..." He sat beside you, gently stroking your hair.

"Are you alright sweetie?" He asked with a concerned tone.