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Workroom
She pulled into the driveway just after 5pm, surprised to see his car already there. He must have gotten off early, she thought to herself. She walked in the door and could hear him downstairs tinkering away in his workshop. He had a room in the basement that he spent a couple hours in every week. She had never been in there, always wanting him to have his own little retreat. She turned on some music and changed out of the pantsuit and heels she had to wear to work and into a pair of sweats...