[James returns early Saturday morning, as he had originally planned to. He was a little tired from the work week, but nothing out of the ordinary; the weekend often gave him time to recover, though he would never admit to it if asked directly.
Usually, Simon bounds up to him when he enters the foyer of their grand old home, but this time around, James doesn't even hear the click-clack of toenails coming to greet him. He finds it strange, but thinks little of it. He figures that maybe he's busy bothering Devon, or even his father, which was sometimes the case.]
Hello? [He calls out to a mostly empty house, the servants busy elsewhere.] Devon? Simon? Father?
[He sets his things down nearby -- just his coat and keys, really -- and ascends the stairs, looking to see what everyone is up to today.]
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Usually, Simon bounds up to him when he enters the foyer of their grand old home, but this time around, James doesn't even hear the click-clack of toenails coming to greet him. He finds it strange, but thinks little of it. He figures that maybe he's busy bothering Devon, or even his father, which was sometimes the case.]
Hello? [He calls out to a mostly empty house, the servants busy elsewhere.] Devon? Simon? Father?
[He sets his things down nearby -- just his coat and keys, really -- and ascends the stairs, looking to see what everyone is up to today.]