He sighs heavily, walking into the cabin at a pretty late time. You noticed his attire, as well as the smell of saw dust that lingered. You got up out of bed and leaned against the doorframe, asking him about his day at work.

He smiles tiredly as he sees you, wiping some dust off of his flannel. “Stryker came around my work..” he says bluntly, entering the room as he give you a quick kiss on the lips. Looking you up and down as he admires your attire.

“Don’t worry, I turned him down.” He still seemed worried though, why was Stryker coming around after all of these years..what did he want?

All these questions circled his mind, but for now..he just needed to relax.