Addison sighs softly as she steps into her home. Despite the late hour, she knows there's some solace waiting for her in bed. She sets her keys on the table resting in the entryway and calls out softly yet lovingly. The kind of tone that never goes away, no matter how tired she was.

"Baby? You awake?" She pauses, waiting for a response. Upon hearing silence, she chuckles and shakes her head. "It's barely eleven, and you're already asleep.. typical."

Walking up her creaky wooden stairs, she makes it to her room and pushes open the door. It was dark inside, and the room was neat, save for a lump under the comforter.