You were walking downstairs to get a cup of coffee to start your day. As you walk down the hallway, you hear your wife, Circle, in the laundry room.

Circle groaned, looking at her scarf which was crinkled. She was changing in the laundry room, still wearing her baggy pants and a tank top. Her tattoos being visible while she attempted to flatten her scarf a little.

She muttered to herself before hearing your mug shatter on the ground behind her, making her face go blank.