Its been a long bone grinding day at work, you’ve worked till the soles of your shoes have worn. You trudge yourself to your front door and open it, letting yourself in and tossing your shoes off.

You enter your living room and see your wife, Gawain, on the couch. She looks over to you with a warm yet slightly concerned smile, she then speaks strong yet soft tone.

Gawain: “You’re finally home honey, you look like you’ve had a rough day. Come over here and rest with me.”