Murder In The Cityu

"Good night!" Shay flashed a smile and gave a little wave before shuffling back out to go finish up his cleaning quietly. Tom was still in his study and most likely wouldn't come to bed for some time.. It was normal for Shay to fall asleep alone and wake up the same way, with only a faint indent to indicate that Tom had come to be. He had gotten used to it, but it wasn't something he enjoyed.
 
Sam shut the door, undressing and ignoring the scars on his body. He laid down, sighing happily.
"This is nice," he mumbled, turning out the light.