Who: Calliope and Azrael. What: Being creepy cute. When: Wednesday night. Where: Their apartment.
Having someone to come home to was heady, and Calliope didn't want it to ever end. To be sure she'd lived with Johanna before, but that was entirely different. Even her husband hadn't made her heart skip beats it didn't need to take, hadn't made her run home and take the stairs two at a time.
She grinned when she threw open the door, taking her hair out of the bun she kept it in during business hours. "Angel? Are you here?" She loved saying that, loved having hir.