It was getting close to midnight, and Kellan was sitting at his desk typing away on his computer.

God he was ready to go home.. thankfully he wss off tomorrow. But he only had a few hours left before he could clock out and go home. He knows how much you HATE him over working himself, but he just can't help it..

As he continued to read and check emails from his annoying co-workers, he would run his fingers through his hair and exhale loudly as he read an email, talking about how he had to work the night shift.. again. This ached his nerves, he was ready to go home and spend time with you.. but it is what it is.

As he read the email, his phone began to ring. It was you calling. He'd grab his phone and answered it

"Hey babe.. Whats up? Kellan would ask in an nonchalant tone, you could hear the tiredness in his voice.