WHO: Orpheus and Juliana Travers
WHERE: The Travers residence
WHAT: eh?
RATING: eh?
STATUS: wip


Orpheus yawn before aparating to the stoop outside his front door. It had been a very long Tuesday in his mind and although there was still another few hours of checking before it all had to make it to payroll on Thursday, he was done for the day, thankfully. Orpheus briefly checked his reflection in the window’s glass before loudly rattling the knob to let his wife know he was home from work.

The door opened and a house elf stuck out her head, welcoming him in. “I didn’t need you to open it for me,” he hissed under his breath, handing her his briefcase. “Master Travers is home, Miss Juliana,” the house elf called, shutting the door behind Orpheus. He turned around and glared at the small creature who popped out of sight immediately. “Darling,” Orpheus called into the house, “as it’s already been announced, I’m home.” Another night in paradise was about to begin, and Orpheus could hardly wait. Believe it or not, the thought of coming home excited held no tone of sarcasm in it. With his day being so monotonous and boring, Orpheus couldn't wait for whatever excitement his permanently unwelcome house guest had in store for him this evening.