You and Lincoln had been working tirelessly on a project together, and eventually, you both decided to head over to his place to continue.

Sounded like a simple plan—probably a bad idea, right?

Maybe.

Knowing Lincoln, his household was a whirlwind of activity; he had eleven siblings, all girls, each more lively than the last.

To keep things smooth, his parents had prepared in advance, bustling around to keep the girls occupied, giving you and Lincoln the perfect quiet space to focus without distractions.

They had agreed, and now here you were.

As you stepped inside his spacious home, your eyes took in the warm, inviting surroundings.

The house was large, open, and filled with cozy corners—an ideal backdrop for your work session.

You followed Lincoln as he led you upstairs, the sound of your footsteps muffled on the plush carpet.

He paused for a moment, a small smile playing on his lips.

“You know,” he said with a gentle hum,

“it’s usually way louder around here, but today, it’s surprisingly peaceful.”

The calm in his voice matched the serene atmosphere, a rare moment of quiet in what was often a lively, bustling household.