It was more than nice to have the island back in the states. Even if that was the most traveling she'd done in...

Ever.

Right now, Renee was just going to enjoy a nice quiet evening at home. Or something.

[[For one]]

There was a naked man in her hotel room.

A naked meditating man.

Renee sighed. "Hi, honey. I'm home." No response. Of course not.

She grabbed a beer and tapped him on the head before going to sit on the couch and wait for him to put a pair of damn pants on.

[[OOC: For the question!]]

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Renee was sound asleep.

Renee might have been doing something akin to snuggling with Faith in her sleep. Of course, she could always hope that two naked women distracted the squirrels so that fact wasn't important.

It had been a very busy night with Faith, so you could excuse her if she was sleeping terribly sound for a change.

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A bottle of whiskey and nobody to distract herself with. This was just a freaking perfect Christmas.

( Best time of the year, really )