Aaron yawned. He was tired though still had enough energy to do homemade food. Carbonara was an easy plate, though, so not much energy wasted there, thankfully. He didn't think he would be able to remain standing if it was complicated. He probably shouldn't have stayed late in the bar, cleaning, and organizing, in the hopes of Lucifer coming so they could walk to the apartment together. Aaron already knew how Lucifer thought of time so he should have guessed what was going to happen.
Luckily for him, Ale was one of the last customers and offered to help him clean. He was just tipsy, so Aaron accepted. They talked and Aaron finally found out why Linda always said Ale was a genius. The man was quick to give an opinion of whatever topic they stumbled and came to conclusions faster than his inebriated state suggested. Though that didn't change the fact that he ended falling asleep on one of the pool tables, snoring.
