( Imriel smiles at his device for a moment before tucking it away and finishing his business at the print shop. He likes his work, naturally, but he wants to be at a different sort of work just now.
He makes his way home quickly and lets himself in, wondering exactly how he'll find Caitlin. Is she on her knees? On the bed? There to greet him at the door? )
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He makes his way home quickly and lets himself in, wondering exactly how he'll find Caitlin. Is she on her knees? On the bed? There to greet him at the door? )
Caitlin? I'm home.