10-03-2015, 07:53 PM
Cal placed the lasagne on a chopping board to avoid damaging the table and strolled out to the door, removing his apron on the way and hanging it over a nearby radiator. He opened the door and saw Sean standing in the hall outside, a strange box in his hands. "Oh, it's you, Sean." The messy-haired man smirked. "Late again, I see."