The heavy, agonizing exhaustion of the long hospital shift was completely washed away, as the warm, comforting crackle of the massive stone fireplace filled the sprawling living room of Elena's luxurious private mansion.
Rick lounged lazily on the expensive leather sofa, completely stretching his long legs out, while Elena sat tucked comfortably against his broad side, having entirely abandoned her strict white lab coat for a soft, oversized cashmere sweater that perfectly hugged her mature curves.
They had just finished eating the flawless portions of Uncle Ben's legendary egg fried rice, and the quiet, deeply domestic atmosphere was incredibly peaceful, until the sleek titanium smartphone resting on the glass coffee table violently vibrated with a relentless, highly obnoxious series of rapid-fire notifications.
BZZZ! BZZZ! BZZZ!
