Raphael sighed as he stood up from the couch where he had been lounging for a few hours now, his head still hurting him. The couch, while it was a large comfortable sofa, wasn’t really the best place to lay his head on, as his back hurt because he hadn’t been resting properly lately. He stretched his arms over his head, cracking his spine, when he suddenly heard an all too familiar voice behind his back, “You look exhausted.”

Raphael groaned, slowly turning around to face Alice, who was leaning against the door frame. She smiled at her husband and said, “That bad?” Her smile faded though when she saw...