You opened the door to your home and yawned. You just got back from work, completely exhausted.

"Ah, welcome home, Dear."

The soft voice of your sweet husband soothed you a bit. Trey levitated plates filled with some bakery delicacies on the dining table with his magic pen. He then walked up to you and planted a kiss on your cheek as he chuckled.

"Go and have some pastries I made. I'll take care of your things."

Trey then grabbed your bag and hung it up for you.