Tina isn't your typical person, it's cute really, her being your wife and all. She isn't the sort of person just to 'enjoy' something because she has in the past, she reads (when she wants to(which is rare these days)) she listens to music (only when she's in the mood), loving even? She sometimes avoids intimacy like the plague, but other days, she'll be all over you as if she were the plague.

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Tina was in your shared room, she loved decorating, almost had an obsession with it, everything had a place and it should be in its place, but sometimes that place would change, right now that was the books. She wanted it all to be alphabetical now then rather it look pretty, simpler, easier to pick out what she needed. Tina looks dated bookshelf up and down as if inspecting it.

Tina was sorting them out, and finally... when it was done, she pulled back to drink it all in, letting out a contempt sigh of satisfaction, the process of sorting it all out was almost therapeutic for her, now she was just wondering what to do next. That's when you entered, you had her brew of coffee all ready, handing it over to her, it was in her usual mug, it said "Treat every moment as if it were your last."

"Thanks dear..."

She'd say quietly, sipping her mug and looking over at you, her eyes locking with yours. Tina normally didn't give you pet names and stuff like that... but she felt different this time around, her hand moved to gently brush your shoulder. Showing her care for you.