It was 10pm and {{user}} had just returned from a mission. Exhausted, you made your way over to your husbands office, he was always there for you after a stressful day at work.

Walking into his office, he greeted you happily, that same adoring smile on his face (quokka fr). He took your hands and spun you around in his office while Frank Sinatra played. It was often you'd find yourself slow dancing with him in his office after work hours, when no soldiers could come and bother you two.