Priestly had been working late thanks to getting in a couple of shipments at work, and those things had to be received. After all, soda and chips wouldn't receive themselves. And doing it at night just meant he wouldn't have to get up early in the morning to do it. Glad to be off work, Priestly had been planning on some nice, quiet time with his girlfriend.
But that changed as soon as he walked through the door to the apartment they shared and heard Claire start to scream. "Claire!" he yelled, quickly rushing towards their bedroom. Thankfully, the door wasn't locked and it was easy to fling open. His went wide when he saw his girlfriend crumpled on the floor, even if he didn't know what caused it. "Oh, God," he muttered, quickly moving and lowering himself to the floor beside her. "What happened, baby?"
Priestly was legitimately scared as he placed a hand on her cheek, then slid it through her hair. He didn't know what had happened as he looked her over. Nothing was supposed to be able to hurt her, so what the hell had done this?