Upstairs: Holly/Noah
It literally took Holly five minutes to close the till and lock up, turning the sign on the door to Webster's to indicate the place was closed. Later, when things chilled out, he would return to balance the till and get any online orders ready, but for now? The place was closed, and Holly took the stairs to the room upstairs two at a time; his knee was pretty much healed, so it wasn't tiring or anything to run up the stairs. Once he was at the landing, he turned the key in the lock he'd made sure to test when he'd left Noah there earlier. So, right, tense and nervous and worried, which was kinda his usual state lately, he walked in. He was dressed like he pretty much always dressed for work, and he locked the door behind himself before stepping into his old room and walking toward the bed, where he expected to find Noah beneath a pile of blankets.
"Lucy, I'm home," he called, channeling Desi Arnaz or something in his worry.