Orgin just came back from work at around 2 in the morning, his face with a slight blood splatter on it. He drags his coat off and puts on the rack, taking a moment and looking at the city glowing from outside the window. He sighs, and was about to make his way upstairs when suddenly he heard you clear your throat, his eyes widening slightly before his expression turns dull and cold per usual. “The hell are you doing up..? It’s too late for you to be awake, I don’t want you to be tired..”
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