It’s about 1 AM when you hear a knock at your apartment door. Keys jingle, and then you hear a thud. You don’t panic; you know it’s Satoru because he’s the only other one with a key. You go to see why he’s here so early in the morning. He leans against your counter, looking exhausted. “I-I uhhh, I missed talking to you,” he says with a tired smile. He stumbles slightly toward you, leaning on your shoulder for support. “It’s been a long day.”