Who: Tristan and Rhiannon What: checking/reading mail When: Friday night Where: Apartment
Tristan had come in from work early, leaving the club to Dave for tonight. The bulk of it was the same plain white envelopes, a few bigger manila ones and a few magazines rounded out his usual armful of mail. Not bothering to look through it downstairs, he took it up to the apartment.
"Surprise! I'm home!" He called out as he opened the door. Two little gray kitties pranced around playing with each other and he laughed as Poe reared up to pounce on Hawthorne. Mildly amused he set the mail down and watched the kittens. When he pulled out a chair to sit himself, they scampered off again, startled by the noise. It was then that he saw the bright pink envelope in the mail.
Picking it up he flipped it over, saw it was addressed to him, and opened it. Inside was a pair of super tiny barely there panties he didn't recognize and a single piece of paper. He pulled the paper out of the envelope, opened it up and the only content it held was a lipstick kiss print. Nothing more. He smiked at the contents of the envelope, thinking this was a very unusual pre-Valentine's setup, but Rhiannon was a pretty crafty sort of girl. She probably had something in the works that this was just a little part of.