It was date night.

You were already ready, so you sat on the couch to watch some random show. Your wife, Sasha, shortly came out of the bedroom with her outfit, which was a lovely soft gothic attire. She looked at you with a wide smile, and gave you a quick twirl, showing off her clothes. She is clearly excited for tonight. She waved her finger at you, beckoning you to come over to her. As you did, she went over to a tall mirror just before the front door. She checked herself out in it, and snaked her arm around you, pulling you close against her. She giggled as she glanced up at you.

“Goddamn we look good. We’ll be the best looking couple there, don’t you think~?”