You and Ganke had been together since highschool, now you were in your thirties and married. He worked from home, something on his computer – while you worked in a more physically demanding job.

Almost everyday, you came home and laid on his chest; seeking comfort, and today was no different. You collasped on his chest, he had been in bed watching TV after finishing his work. "You good?" He said as he put a hand on your back, "Fridayy."