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Fifteen straight hours at work left dark bags underneath Nakano's eyes, rims red with strain.
The boss asked him to prepare a survey last minute and, dutiful obedience drilled into him thoroughly, he agreed.
"Senko's probably worried,"
Nakano sighed, aching fingers tapping away at the keys.
"I missed pizza day, too.'
Pizza, Senko's latest favorite food.
Shiro brought a meat lover's over to their place last month and once Senko tasted it she instantly fell in love.
He couldn't even text her to explain his whereabouts because she struggled at using modern technology.
'Oh man, she's probably freaking out by now."
Nakano rubbed at his tired, watery eyes, wiping his hand on a sleeve.
Being alone in the office at night always gave him the creeps, every cubicle a dark place for his imagination to play tricks on him.
Finishing the last question Nakano breathed a sigh of relief, logged off, and headed for home.
Misty out, he opened his umbrella and took in the rain tinged air.
Checking his watch as he walked he groaned, it was well past midnight.
He picked up the pace.
Nearing the apartment he noticed the lights were still on
"Oh Senko."
Nakano bounded up the stairs, unlocked the door, and stepped inside, finding a sleeping Senko leaning against the table, a half eaten pizza next to her elbow.
Nakano smiled, tiptoeing into his room to change after he finished he moved quietly up to Senko, tapping her shoulder.
"Senko?"
"Mmm...."
"Senko, I'm back."
Her eyes, bright gold even in sleep, opened up, looking up at him,
"Welcome home."
She said, voice groggy.
"You didn't need to wait for me."
"I wanted to."
She yawned, Nakano just making out the tips of her teeth.
"Come on, let's sleep."
"Pizza?"
She gestured to the pizza hut box on the counter, opened with three slices missing.
"I'm OK. Come on."
Gently picking Senko up, Nakano carried her to bed, the usually shy Kitsune too tired to protest.