Waiting out in the common room, I hope Caelan doesn't get upset with me. I overheard a good portion of her conversation yesterday with Faylinn, which gave me an idea. I just hope she doesn't get self-conscious and upset with me. Taking a sip of my coffee, the front door opens, and I stand as a rather unique-looking guy walks in. He's wearing a long-sleeve shirt, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, and jeans. Pulling the beanie off his head, he's completely bald but has a dark black beard down to the top of his chest. When he sees me, he gives me a smirk and comes walking over.
"Timber," he says, holding his hand out, "good to see you, man. How's your woman doing?"
Shaking his hand before grabbing my coffee, I gesture for him to follow me. "She's still asleep. Hopefully, she doesn'
