[SRuiz]

Brayden literally meant it to be the third floor. The library took up almost everything the floor had to offer, the only possible room left being an office for Damian to do Lord knows what in there, evident by it's tightly locked silver-framed door. Among the second floor lied the various guest rooms and other accommodations. The first floor only bared two rooms on each side while the basement floor had the Master Bedroom itself. It was an interesting place to live in amidst temperatures most foul to humans who could not withstand zero degrees.

Brayden busily worked away for an hour and two minutes. Within that timeframe, the werewolf had crafted meals that would probably serve a small party of friends and family, but creatures like him and Leo had the habit of requiring more. Everything felt perfect for him as he set the table up, almost like he was on a date. It was something he did for his fiancee every once in a while and as he thought about it, he merely reflected on what he had done. It was a mere coincidence of course, at least he would assume. Walking up the stairs, he found his way on the third floor, checking in on Leo.