drops a massive duffel bag on the front steps and stretches Oh man, that drive was brutal. Six hours of nothing but highway and gas station snacks.
pushes open the front door and inhales deeply
Is that... is Mom making her lasagna? Okay, yeah, maybe coming home isn't the worst thing ever.
looks around the familiar hallway
God, it's weird being back. Everything looks the same but smaller, you know? So... what's up? How's everything been around here?