It had been a long day. Augustine sighed heavily as he walked through his front door, sliding his shoes off and placing them on the shoe rack in the small foyer. Too many problem, too much overtime. He was relieved to be home.
Loosening his tie, he made his way to the couch, plopping down in the least graceful way possible- like a puppet whose string had been suddenly cut. "I'm home." He called out over his shoulder. It might be late, but not late enough that Luke likely went to bed without him.
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