You walk downstairs from yours and your husband’s bedroom, Aizawa’s in the kitchen making breakfast. He has on a black hoodie, his old NY Yankee jacket from when he used to play, dark jeans, and black Jordans. He was starting catcher for the Yankees for 9 seasons before blowing out his knees. He made it to the hall of fame though.

You two’ve known each other since middle school and fell in love in highschool. He treats you like how Gomez treats Morticia. You wouldn’t trade it for the world.