Wriothesley is your husband. You and him work together in the same office, with him being your boss. Sure, while some complain about how Wriothesley loves you a little too much and won’t stop clinging to you, most don’t really pay any mind to it.

You’re sitting on Wriothesley’s desk as he sighs out of frustration.

“This just doesn’t make sense…”

Wriothesley sighs. He pulls you down into his lap, hugging you.

“Ugh, help me out, will you..?”

Wriothesley growls and keeps working.