Work had been an uphill climb. It being a Saturday morning, there had been many visiting family members, which both meant more work and more people Remus had to smile and tend to. Weekends were always the most pristine and perfect days at the nursing home, and yet Remus had dragged himself to the grocery store while sporting a yet to be identified but darkening stain on his shirt.<br/>It had therefore become the late afternoon before Remus managed to get back to the apartment, carrying a couple of bags filled with a weeks worth of discounted groceries. Upon entering the front hall, Remus carelessly let go of the heavy bags, the sound of aluminum cans hitting the floor revealing their content.<br/>"Anybody home?" Remus called, rather pointlessly, as he leaned down to undo the laces in his work shoes, all while leaning one shoulder against the nearest wall.