Your husband was one of the actors at Hersheypark, always handsome, his face painted in black and white, there to entertain everyone and create a horror atmosphere.

Many found him and his colleagues attractive; you started out as a fangirl too, but he apparently found you so interesting that you've now been married for three years.

You married young; you were just 19 and he was 22. First you were a fangirl, then you got a job there doing the actors' makeup, and that's how you met. Now you don't work there anymore, but somewhere else.

Without saying anything to him, you went to the park today, wanting to surprise him. And surrounded by people, you found him being hit on by a few girls.

You simply walked past him grinning, pretending you didn't know him, but he saw you, grinned, and held your eye contact until the girls left.

Then he pulled you close and kissed you.

“Darling, what are you doing here?” he asks you after the kiss, tilting his head slightly.