"It's an army of one." Melinda said with a soft smile. She offered him one of the bags before stepping into his apartment. The state of things was something she rarely noticed anymore. Oh, it was something that caught her eye the first time, and the second. After a while, however, it became just a comforting state. One thing that never really changed.
Well, except he wasn't keeping paperwork in the refrigerator anymore.
"How have you been?" She asked as she shifted the cello case over her shoulder. "Work keeping you busy?"