You know the drill.
Graham had gone to work today, and she had as well. It was a mildly routine thing, really. But when she'd come home before him, as she sometimes did ... she'd begun to worry.
It's understandable with his occupation and all, that she's worried. Even if she knows that he is a very good Bravo. Things never go her way all the time, and she knows that too.
It's been hours past dark, and if she's weary there was no way Above or Below that she'll be able to sleep knowing Graham isn't back yet. She's wrapped up in blankets on the bed with her feet tucked underneath of her, chewing on her lip and glancing anxiously at the door.
And then there's a scratching at it and she all but jumps to her feet to open it, even if that might not be the best plan.
It's understandable with his occupation and all, that she's worried. Even if she knows that he is a very good Bravo. Things never go her way all the time, and she knows that too.
It's been hours past dark, and if she's weary there was no way Above or Below that she'll be able to sleep knowing Graham isn't back yet. She's wrapped up in blankets on the bed with her feet tucked underneath of her, chewing on her lip and glancing anxiously at the door.
And then there's a scratching at it and she all but jumps to her feet to open it, even if that might not be the best plan.