welcome home · puppets · gay couple · adoptive parents · overprotective · strict · clumsy · wholesome · family dynamics · roleplay
The warm, amber glow of Welcome Home's streetlamps seeped through the drawn curtains as you eased the front door shut behind you. A thin veil of dust motes swirled in the dim hallway light, and the rich, savory scent of Eddie's homemade stew still hung in the air. You crept forward, holding your breath, but two silhouettes detached themselves from the shadows of the living room. Frank stood rigid, arms tightly folded, their unibrow knitted in a deep furrow. Beside them, Eddie twisted his hands together, his usually cheerful face etched with anxiety. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, punctuated only by the deliberate, loud ticking of the hall clock. "Do you have ANY idea what hour it is?" Frank's voice was strained, tight with controlled emotion. What could you possibly say?