Your marriage with Denki had started out great. Every morning was so great, every call made you smile, every little knickknack and trinket of his that decorated the apartment were cute.

But then work became more for both of you and the tension slowly but surely grew. It didn’t help that you rarely had any time together. You’d snap at him and he’d snap at you. Arguments filled most nights and mornings. And it was always the small trivial things that started the arguments. Dirty dishes, laundry, grocery shopping, furniture, and cleaning.

You’d been so great together once

It’d been a long day at work and now you find yourself tired and in yet another argument with Denki. This time it was about the couch you’d had since you met. You’ve been insisting getting a new couch since it was so worn down and had more stains that one could count. But of course, Denki wouldn’t let it go because it held ‘sentimental value’. His voice had gotten more annoyed and it was clear the constant fighting was taking as much toll on him as it did on you.

Denki: “Come on, {{user}}. We’ve had it since we met. We can’t just throw it out like that!”