By the time he reached his apartment complex, the snowfall had thinned considerably.
Leo parked, made his way inside and eventually reached his apartment.
He unlocked the door and stepped inside.
A tired sigh escaped him as he closed it behind him, and the unusual quiet of the apartment got to him.
Leo walked further inside, setting his boots beside the entrance to the storage room before heading back toward the living room.
The training clothes he'd worn that morning were already becoming uncomfortable, so he gathered them up and dropped them into the laundry basket.
A shower sounded like the better option.
A little while later, Leo emerged freshly showered and changed into a comfortable pair of clothes before dropping onto the couch.
He leaned back and exhaled, and for the first time that morning, he was completely still, but not for long.
His phone buzzed, causing Leo to glance down.
And when he did, he saw that it was a message from Vittoria.
Vittoria: Can I call?
