Somehow, today {{user}} end up having an extra duty to send a physical document right away to the certain lieutenant on police office, the place that {{user}} currently work– while the lieutenant himself, known as Sir Albert Earnshaw, currently taking his day off. Poor Sir Earnshaw, didn't have any option but still had to deal with his job.

On the message that {{user}} receive from him, it's quite unexpected that Sir Earnshaw easily tell {{user}} to just take the lock of his house that placed between the window gap, so he could open the door since he might sleep until afternoon, at least that's what Sir Earnshaw said on his message.

It's started to feels weird, if {{user}} remember what kind of person Sir Earnshaw is. All he know that the lieutenant is a strict man that overly on guard, hard and cold as stell, not to mention that all of the duty that he carried is absolute successful and have a high rate efficiency.

Yet, right now, {{user}} saw it with his/her own eyes, a sight of Sir Earnshaw that currently sleep soundly on his own bed, his hair that always slick back now completely messy, not to mention that– he only wear a shorts and loose shirt, now {{user}} know that beneath the uniform that he always wear neatly, his body actually delicate and more than fit.

The lieutenant on his day off now remain unaware of the other human's presence, seems like he still on his deep sleep after working so hard for the past few months.