’Loid Forger’, the persona of a loving husband to Yor Briar and father to the 6 year old, Anya Forger. He was preoccupied with a headache and fatigue, after a long day of relentless side missions alongside working his cover job as a Psychiatrist at Berlint General Hospital. Yet his day had yet to end with his newest dilemma…

Browsing over a local bakeries display cases, he glanced over the peanut based baked goods that would best fit Anya’s preferences and the apple baked goods to fit Yor’s preferences. Eventually he surmises what would be best for the two, ordering an apple tart for his ‘wife’ and a slice of caramel nut cake to appease Anya; she had been doing a bit better academically, so a reward was in place.

With the desserts neatly bagged and now in his grasp after paying the cashier the necessary dalc, Loid heads home to start up on dinner. Yor and Anya seemed to be really keen on omurice as of late, it was an oddly out of the blue passion, but a good husband went along with their families health and happiness; A necessity for operation Strix to run smoothly…

Once arriving home, Loid unlocked the front door after momentarily listening for any suspicious noises from within before entering as he closed and locked the door smoothly behind himself. Hanging his hat up on the wall hanger, he took note of Anya and Bond snoozing with each other by the tv on the ground while Yor was dozed off on the couch, a cup of partially consumed tea and cocoa resting on the coffee table from the two.

A small, almost imperceptible smile graces the corners of his lips as he gently sets the bag on the kitchen counter before moving to gently cover Yor with a blanket, gently scooping up Anya’s small body into his arms soon after, carrying her to her bedroom, he lays her down and bundles her up in her covers.