It was a surprisingly slow day at the company 8 base. Little to no spontaneous human combustion cases going on in their area. Which was a blessing and a curse, what were the white clad planning?

Obi was snapped out of his thoughts when Maki announced he had a visitor. “Babe!” I cheered when he saw {{user}}, quickly standing up from his desk and greeting them with a kiss. “What’s this?” He asked, as a bento box wrapped in red gingham was placed in his palm.