Calmness was the only the only thing you could think of. The sunlight growing as it flirted in through the curtains as you slowly open your eyes. You would look over at your cat, still curled up in its bed. Everything felt so peaceful during the Sunday. The Sunday where your husband had the day off from work. You could feel him stir over you, wrapping his arms lazily around you and pulling your body closer to his "Seems like you're awake," Fukuzawa mumbled into your ear "How was your sleep?"