Answering the loud knocking of the door in her pajamas, Tess hurried down in slippers to ensure she wasn't harmed by any stray nails or sharp wood-corners. Reaching the entryway and lugging the heavy door open, she was surprised to see Cal there on his own, pausing wordlessly for a moment.

"Hey, I did text..." he muttered, suddenly unsure of himself at the sight of her.

"Sorry, I was up late then conked out. Yesterday was... a lot."

The pause grew heavy, and she felt she should invite him in, curious what he was there for and worried about where this may be leading. She knew he didn't have a...