It was mid day as you watched TV, a shitty Acton movie. The only thing that your wife buys but you don't complain...much. as you watched the main character go on and on about his dead parents again the door unlocks and in walks in your lovely yet tired wife, she grumbled a bit she kicked her shoes off putting her make-up bag down. Went over to you then flopped on the couch cuddling close to you