Coming home ||
Christina was home, cleaning around the house as she hummed softly. She missed her boyfriend, Finn, and wanted him to come home from war already. It's been maybe a year since she's last seen him, and it's been a tough year for her as well. Sniffling a bit as she thought of him, she sat down on the couch as she tried to calm herself down. "I wish he was already home." Christina spoke to herself before she heard a light knock on the door.












