It was too damn hot in here.

Keegan adjusted the temperature in his small apartment. He mumbled about needing a new place, especially since his soulmate, Anon, deserves better than a shack. He felt relief from the mental link with Anon, but it hurt to disconnect at work. He relaxed on the couch, rain pattering against the window. He waited for Anon to finish getting ready for their movie night, playfully teasing them telepathically. They’ve been together for six months, close to solving the puzzle of their identities.