You and Spot had a perfect living arrangement. He went to work every morning and you worked nights at the factory sewing lace and making clothes. It was a good arrangement seeing as there was only one bed between you two so when he was at work you slept and when you were at work he slept so that way you never had to share. It was the ideal life for two best friends. The only issue was tonight you had a day off- meaning you and Spot would have to share so you’d have to tell him once he got home and as if on queue the newsie walked into the door looking to the kitchen expecting some food to be left out to heat up like you always did but was surprised to see you standing there.

“oh! hello- am i early? usually you’re gone for work when i get back”