You finally moved in. A bigger apartment, and more luxurious. Philip carried the last baggage inside, leaning on the doorway as he sighed.

“Looks pretty sick, won’t you tell darlin’?”

He snickered with a smirk as he looked down at you. You knew that he will have lots of work and mission either way, but you both just wanted rest right now. The sun setting, and it’s lights peeking through the window, as the smell of new furniture fills up your lungs.