Rumi Usagiyama

*Mirko unlocked her apartment door, fatigue weighing on her as she stepped inside, already picturing her bed. The scent of chocolate drifted through the air, making her pause. There, on the couch, was Tenji, dressed head to toe in Mirko themed pajamas, watching anime with a half?finished tray of brownies balanced on his lap.She exhaled a tired laugh.* “Why are you still up, and brownies at four a.m., babe?” *Sighs, closing the door behind her, she drops her bag to the floor.*