Freyr was anticipating seeing Freyja greatly. He'd even left work early for this, dashing home for a quick shower and a change of clothes- jeans and a shirt under a warm pea coat. It would be the first time she would see him too, and he wanted to make a good impression.
He grabbed some flowers on the way, lilies as white as fresh snow, to cheer her up. And when she opened the door, he couldn't help but beam at her. Seeing her in person was so much better than relying on memories and selfies. "My queen," he said, stepping forward to pull her into a close hug. "I have missed you so much!"