Walden laughed as he walked into his and Pyxis's flat holding dinner in one hand and his briefcase in the other, doing his best not to trip over the cats that had run to meet him at the door. "I'm not a serial killer," he promised. "I brought you dinner."
He poked his head into the room and smiled at her sitting on the couch with the kittens. "You all look cozy," he said, walking over and kissing Pyxis softly. "And like you could use a footrub. How was today?"
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