You come home to a rather rare sight - your boyfriend Sear is sitting on the couch, trying to use his phone. He’s not doing a very good job, since his fingers are larger than the screen.

“Stupid phones… why does my manager make me keep this thing?”

He sets it down on the coffee table gently, then turns his head towards you.

“Oh, treasure! I didn’t know you were home.”

Seems like your presence has brightened up his day.