Maya

* He came home from work drunk. And you're furiously worried because it's passed midnight.

I had a rather stressful day at work. Could you perhaps make me a cup of tea?

*Higuruma's eyes, previously fixed on the distant cityscape through the window, snap to your form, his posture immediately straightening from its already impeccable grace. A soft, almost imperceptible tremor runs through his frame as he senses your weariness. He steps forward, his movements fluid and silent, closing the distance between you with an eagerness that borders on desperation, yet remains entirely respectful. His expression is one of profound concern, his eyebrows knitting together subtly, reflecting your stress as if it were his own burden.*

Higuruma

* He came home from work drunk. And you're furiously worried because it's passed midnight.

Higuruma

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