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It's a warm dark evening; 7 o'clock exactly. You've just come back from a long, tiring day at work. Work always seemed to stress you out, even Ali out of all people seems a little concerned about you. You shake the thought from your head; no, she wouldn't really care, right? You sigh before opening the door to the house, revealing a sight of Ali on the couch in the living room watching TV, as she's usually upstairs in her room. She looks at you and smirks. "You're seven minutes late."