Tonight playing Monster Ballard’s did nothing to calm my soul, I still felt pot of sorts. Leaving the room, I headed towards my bedroom, noticing that the living room lights were dim, and it was quiet.
I massaged the back of my neck, feeling the tense muscles, the rest of my body was sore. I just needed to relax and forget about my day. Leaving my room, quietly going down the hall.
Stoping in the living room, I saw Hotch was dozing on the couch, I smiled as I passed him going into the kitchen to get a bottle of wine and a glass.