Fluctuation of energy

Ravi yawned and rolled over on the bed. Last night, Malik did not go back to the office but returned home with him. They had talked late into the night.

Why did he do that? He blamed the wine.

The thought helped more than he was willing to admit, when Ravi had woken up this morning, he was feeling much better than he had been feeling yesterday.

He snuggled in his blanket. Oh, how he wished that today was not work, Should he take a sick leave but the Arson case?

He yawned again and rolled over until he reached the edge. He wore his slippers and walked downstairs.

"Meow."

"Good morning to you too, Asher." He recalled what Malik had said yesterday. He should make up his mind because if he decided to go the long way with Asher, he could not just leave him halfway. He would need to go all the way to the end.

Adopting a child. Him, Ravi?