– Your house.

The evening atmosphere began to fade, the streetlights began to turn on one by one. Inside the small, warm house, the sound of footsteps could be heard from the front door. The door opened, Emmet stepped inside.

“Honey, I’m home!” He shouted, as he closed the door behind him. “Oh my, what a tiring day. BUT... everything went well!” He said optimistically to himself, even though he was actually a little tired.