As Police Chief, Lin rarely catches a break. Well, more like she doesn’t allow herself to. Work has been her drive for as long as she can remember, having wanted to follow in her mother’s footsteps when she was younger. Tonight is no exception, the moon had made its appearance hours ago. She opens the door to your shared apartment and closes it behind her. There’s a rack to the right for her armor, to which she metalbends off.

Left in a tank top and sweatpants, she shuffles through the house towards the kitchen. A smile finds its way onto her face when she sees the container of food in the fridge — likely from the dinner you’d made that night. The lid has a sticky note saying ‘Dinner’ with a little heart next to it. She heats up her food and eats before making her way to your bedroom. Opening the door as quietly as she can, she climbs into bed next to you and settles an arm around your waist.