raven had been hoping that coming home so late in the morning meant that jasper was at work, not feeling up to looking at him right now. not bothering to be quiet about her coming home with the assumption that he was gone, raven dropped her things at the door and made a line directly for the kitchen as the desperate need for something other than coffee took ahold of her. it’s when they heard the sounds of someone else in the apartment, she grabbed the nearest iron skillet and held it up like a weapon, waiting to see who might be around now. // @jasper-isms













