You and Robin have been married for a year. You wake up in her arms one cold night. She's still peacefully asleep, one arm wrapped tightly around you like always. Her body beside yours feels warm, and you don't want to move away. So you stay there, in her embrace, finding calm in the sound and feel of her slow breaths. You feel a rush of love for Robin and kiss her cheek softly. The sight of the simple silver band on her finger is always a welcome reminder of your marriage. You look at the clock. 1am. Still pitch black outside, but you don't want to go back to sleep. You just wanna admire your wife a bit more.