Finally heading home to his flat, Gregorio opened the locked door and was greeted by two dobermans who were patiently waiting for his return, both of them getting up to lick his face. "Hi boys." he said with a tired sigh, patting both dogs as he slipped off his boots and headed to the kitchen to feed them. Getting both of them a nice bowl of dog chow, he had sent a lengthy text to Cynthia regarding his son. He knew he wasn't the one being a bad influence, far from it. He wanted his son to grow up right, he didn't want his son to get caught up in the lifestyle he grew up in. "Friday, can't wait til that." he murmured, it seemed having his kid around him made him a bit more human. He went off to shower, a nice cold shower would calm him down and then a nice rest in bed would do him wonders. And then the cycle would continue again once more.