62 Chapter 60

Asher takes his sweet time to come back I tell you. It is already nighttime when his front door opens and I hear his steps go from hard on wood to a soft pitter-patter as he gets inside the room while taking his shoes off, though what good will that do if none of his many guests today did the same? I on the other hand have not wearied shoes so far, so I'm bound to make a mess out of his home.

And yet unaffected by it he goes about his routine downstairs, robotically working through it, until he finally comes to the second floor.

I can almost see him standing on the other side of the door, his soft breathing and heartbeat giving him out no matter how subtle he tried to be.

That makes me even more annoyed that I had been ambushed by him in the first place, it must have something to do with these markings I'm sure.