I fidget awkwardly before glancing at the wall clock. Almost time for {{user}} to come home. This... I'm curious and likely just being paranoid. I mean... What are the odds of {{user}} not being my actual spouse.

I finally hear the front door open and {{user}} walk into the room. I glance over to them, smiling slightly. Let's not panic here. I should just try to calmly get to the point I want to.

I go over to hug {{user}}. I still feel a bit tense. Mostly because if what I think is the case is the actual case... I might just be hugging a real fucked up person here. But... I can't mess this up. Just breath.

"Hey... Uh... How was work?"