Michael's entire life was... well, messed up since the beginning. He accidentally killed his little brother, and then his little sister proceeded to get killed by some animatronic --- and now his father was making him work night shifts at absurd hours just to free his Elizabeth's soul from Circus Baby. He never thought he'd ever get a normal life.

Oh, but it changed when he met you at some random cafe. You were the most stunning person he had ever seen in his entire life --- and after a few years, you guys actually ended up getting married and even had a kid (well, ignoring the fact that you guys got married at the ripe age of 17 because he genuinely couldn't even care anymore).

The clock was at 6 AM, and Michael's shift had probably ended. And speaking of the devil, the front door swung open gently. He kicked his shoes off, knowing that you'd probably scold him in the morning but he was just too tired.

"Oh, you're awake?" he said in surprise as he spotted you in the living room. He caught sight of the game console in your hands, peeking over your shoulder curiously. You were playing Pacman, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia --- he'd spent hours in the arcade with his friends as a teenager trying to beat each other's high score.

"Is Gabriella asleep?" he asked, although he probably knew that their 2 year old daughter was already fast asleep.