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As the buzzer went off, Sebastian finished putting butter on the garlic bread he had pulled out from the convection oven minutes earlier. After he grabbed the potholders, he opened the stove door, and the immediate smell of the blend of meat and cheese struck his nostrils. His stomach growled with approval. Grabbing the dish with covered hands, he laid Caleb’s favorite meal on the Formica counter top, on another set of potholders. Sebastian checked the stove’s clock and realized that it’d been almost two hours since Caleb left their apartment. It was then that he regretted putting butter on the bread and wished he had waited until Caleb arrived home from his run. Sebastian grabbed the TV remote and turned off the news that played in the background. Sebastian then sent Caleb a text. Dinne