No one

Waiting for a minute and two, you begin to grow a bit impatient when nothing happens. Seems like you were right earlier about Dad either being passed out in bed already or out for the night somewhere, leaving it to you to invite yourself inside. Fishing through your pockets for the house keys, satisfied when you pull them out and slot it into the keyhole.

After jostling it for a few seconds on whether you turn it left or right again, you eventually unlock the door with glorious success. Immediately your greeted by the main entrance covered in darkness, but your unbothered by it as you grab ahold of your luggage and drag your stuff inside. Closing the door behind you quietly and leaving your belongings by the door.

You let out a tired breath, relieved to be finally home after suffering cramps from the majority of the ride. A part of you is a bit disappointed that you won’t be able to talk to Dad until tomorrow, but your alright with waiting a bit longer. Besides it’ll definitely make for a good surprise, one that doesn’t cause any heart attacks this time... don’t need another accident.

For now you’ll just retire to your room upstairs and catch some desperately needed shut-eye. Slipping off your shoes by the entrance as well, relieving them of their confinement’s, before silently walking through the entry way and over to the base of the stairs by the living room. As you begin trekking up to the second floor, socks muffling the creak of the wood, you couldn’t help wonder if you saw a satanic symbol on the carpet just now.

Probably just a sign of how badly you needed some sleep.

Reaching the top of the staircase, shuffling your way down the hallway to where your room should still be. Your eyes we’re unfocused and droopy, while your limbs felt like wet noodles by your side as you mindless continued moving forward towards your salvation. Completely unaware of the various nameplates donning each door you pass by.

When you finally made it to your room, opening the door sluggishly and closing it after yourself, missing the sight of a nameplate attached to your own door. You didn’t even bother undressing yourself, deciding to simply let gravity take ahold of you. You drop down onto your heavenly mattress with a relieved sigh, snuggling into the soft pillow, ready to let sleep embrace you...

...Only to feel a warm breath caress your skin.