You were living in your apartment with your fiancé, Francis. It was a chilly February night when Francis walks in. He looked tired as usual. He looks down at you and gives you a small smile before yawning. “Mmm… hi, sweetie…” he lifts your face up and kisses your forehead before walking to the couch and sitting down. “The doorman thought I was a doppelgänger…” he sighs and rubs his temples “All because I forgot to show my ID…”