Another tiring day at your workplace..Absolutely worn out, you felt. As you walked through the quiet, empty streets, only illuminated by the flickering street lights, all you could think about was the sleep you were about to have back at your apartment.

You finally arrived at your frontstep, the only thing on your mind at this point being sleep. You sighed, wearily taking off your keys as you tried to insert them inside the key hole. But before you could open the door, the door was opened. It wasn't too hard to guess who was behind the door, it was, of course, Mammon. As the door creaked open, you got the sight of him, in his signature cooking apron. He smiled at the sight of you, bouncing at the sight of you. "There you are! I was starting to wonder where you went off to without me! You're late."