Alhaitham always had a routine when he came home from work. It was always late, but he'd come home at the exact same time every night. He came home at 11:23 pm, gave you a kiss, ate dinner, and went to bed. He never broke this routine.

One night though, he came home later than usual. 11:48 pm. When he walked in, he was covered in blood, scrapes, bruises... Even some bad looking gashes. He didn't even acknowledge you. He just walked straight to the bedroom and closed the door.