coffee had long since gone cold while he got distracted by some paperwork he knew he should have left in the lab. it was supposed to be a quick look while the timer tucked off on the food he placed in the oven. though, hearing the front door open, it seemed to draw him back to where he was supposed to be. turing over the papers as if to close them off for good. "who's back so early?" he called out, though rather kind and warm. as if he was a bit glad not to leave the food for self-servings whenever they decided to come home.
