My Land, My Rules

Well. There was at least one person who was pretty much a given for tonight, since he lived there, and if he wasn't showing up, they had bigger problems on their hands than a guest list.

Gladio had picked up some...well, distinctly not beer on his way home from his Monday errands and also some lasagna? It was a whole thing with the cat outside the store today, he wasn't sure he wanted to ask too many questions.

When he got in, he made for the kitchen to drop that off and rough-house a few kittens than went rushing for him once he'd opened the door, and then drifted over to where he figured he'd find Nell. And, with a grin that his suspicions were indeed true, he swooped in to give her a kiss before settling down on the couch beside her and craving his neck to get a peek at what she was reading.

"Good one?" he wondered.