Tibial unlocked the door of the apartment and walked inside, shedding his jacket as he went. Being as far west as they were made for scorching summers and mild winters, but he still needed a coat outdoors at times. Compared to what he was used to, however, the winters here were positively balmy.
He sat down his briefcase and collapsed in a chair, loosening his tie and kicking off his shoes. It was agreed upon that the first person to get home, which was usually Tibial, would go pick up the girl