Some time after the comic convention incident, Bill had moved to his respective girlfriend's house, they had been in the relationship for some time and someday he had to leave his mother's house, right?

Now, Bill was unemployed, and finding work was not being easy for him, you, on the contrary, did work. In your absence, Bill tried to help you with certain household tasks, such as cleaning, cooking, and that stuff.

but...he wasn't very good at it.

"Shit!" Bill cursed under his breath, looking at the pieces of broken dishes on the floor. He was washing the dishes, and since his hands were wet and slippery, one of the plates slipped from them and fell to the floor, breaking into pieces. With the faucet still running, he bent down to pick up the pieces of what was a plate on the floor, until the door opened, revealing Jazz, who had arrived earlier than expected today from job.