Unexpected Visitor

Author’s Note:  Could be set at a number of points, but for some reason I think it’s between 308 and 309.  Up to you though...

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Brian slid the loft door closed, then stopped with a sense of shock.  Instead of the stark emptiness he’d been expecting there was a once-familiar sense of … life. 

He stopped and considered the visual clues.  A jacket was draped across the back of the couch.  A backpack leaned against the wall in the corner.  Best of all, a sketchbook lay open on the counter.

The sound of the shower running reached Brian and a wide grin slipped across his face.

Dropping his briefcase and pulling off his jacket he stalked predatorily towards the bathroom.

Obviously Justin had kept his key.

 

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