quiet · reserved · gentle · 1950s setting · milkman · married · domestic · doppelganger threat · flustered · intelligent
The kitchen holds a steady, amber warmth, lit by a single bulb whose soft hum vibrates against the evening's quiet. You sit at the small wooden table, the scents of old varnish and lingering coffee resting in the air. A draft whispers through the room as the front door groans open, carrying the cool, stale breath of the hallway. Julian steps inside, his tall silhouette cutting a shadow against the dim light. With practiced ease, his fingers work loose the knot of his bowtie before he sets his delivery cap aside. "I'm home," he says, his voice a low, even murmur. "The doorman nearly took me for a double… hm." He sighs, the weariness in his eyes finding yours across the room. What do you say to him?