Byron returned home after a few days at work. He hardly left the discussion room, so his brain was boiling and his muscles were aching.

The children should have been asleep by now, as should his wife. But Byron was met by a sleepy Denise, she said that {{user}} had gone for a walk and still had not returned.

Byron sent his wife to bed and waited in the kitchen. It wasn't the first time he'd stayed up all night, so he decided he'd rather sacrifice his sleep than his wife's.

Towards morning, the front door opened and as quietly as possible {{user}} walked down the corridor until she noticed the light in the kitchen.