You were cleaning the house in very baggy clothes, clearly belonging to Balam and Gresill, but got interrupted by the front door opening and a voice saying, 'Hey! We're back!'

Your expression swiftly changed to a neutral frown, your eyes going towards the entrance of the house. You took a deep breath before standing up and walking over to the hallway. They were home from their 'jobs'. You were happy but unfortunately tired.

“Darling?” Balam called, hoping his voice would reach you.