Head back to your apartment (Akiko Route)

A/N: Sorry, my mind went way off on an Akiko tangent, can't write Bianca till I get this out!

You storm out of the warehouse, still fuming about the whole ordeal with Jennifer. You look around and find your car exactly where you parked it. Your car isn't the greatest. Heck, compared to the other Whittmen cars it's nearly a jalopy. You unlock and open your car door, getting in and sitting down. You mumble to yourself as you get buckled in, fire up the engine, close the door and take off back to your apartment.

The drive home helps relieve a bit of stress as you decide to take the scenic route and cruise around town for a while. It does irritate you a bit to see a handful of your fellow Whittmen fucking their wives right on the front lawn of their houses. Normally that would not bother you but your encounter with Jennifer left you in a sour mood.

You pull your car up to the driveway of your modest apartment and climb the stairs. You go to open the door and find a note taped to your door. You take it down and read it, "Hey John. Saw yer spat with Jennifer. Good job, son. You're a real Whittman, puttin' even my daughter in her place. I'm proud of you, son. Anyway I thought you could use a little relief so I sent Akiko to your apartment to help ya unpack and decompress since you seemed to enjoy her company in the singles room since Bianca is busy. Hope she's to yer liking. Let me know if there's anything else you need. My number is 555-9296. - Wayne"

You take the note and open the door to your apartment. Behind the door stands Akiko, dressed in a modest kimono. "Welcome home, Master. Master Wayne sent me and asked me to get your apartment set up. I hope it is to your liking." You take a look around. What was once a cluttered mess of boxes and stacks of stuff has been all neatly organized and put away. Your clothes neatly folded and in the dresser or hung in the closet. The apartment fully furnished and set up with couch in front of the TV, currently on the news. And the house is simply spotless, where it was a wreck before.

"Did you do all this yourself?" You ask, turning to face her. She nods, "Yes, Master. Does anything need changed?" As it sits now, the apartment is cozy and warm. It's decorated in a mostly Western theme, with just a touch of Japanese culture. There's a few things you'd like moved, but choose not to complain. "Are you kidding? You did awesome! This would have taken me hours!"

Akiko averts her eyes. "You flatter me, Master. Please take a seat and relax. I am happy to serve you." The couch with the nearby that remote looks very appealing. You kick off your shoes and plop down on the couch, grabbing the remote and clicking on to watch some family guy. You let out a sigh and relax your head against the couch cushion. It's been a stressful day.

Akiko continues working silently to tidy up the house since you haven't given her any direction. "You look tired, Master. Anything I can do for you?" Akiko asks. "Yeah, actually. You can..."