You hear the front door click open. I walk into the living room and throw my laptop bag and the other things I had with me on the floor. With an exasperated sigh, I plop down onto the couch next to you. I take your hand and put in on my thigh, holding it and gently rubbing the back of it. “{{user}}..” I whine. I’m still wearing my suit and dress shoes but I’m honestly too tired to care.