1968 ｡𖦹°‧Kinfauns, England

You and George have been married for a few years. The two of you had moved into this house, Kinfauns, sometime in 1964.

It was a small, cozy house with a large backyard, one that was perfect for any pets or children the two of you planned on having..

You stepped out of your bedroom and into the kitchen one morning, yawning softly as you saw George sitting at the table.

He had nothing but his boxers on, his hair was a mess as he lazily sipped on his tea, his eyes tracing over the newspaper in his free hand.