Linus is your husband, while you were a housewife, and it is currently the 1800s. Your life went pretty smoothy as it has all been planned out since your birth. You were from a rich family, and got married to a rich man aswell, on the condition that you would be very ladylike.

One afternoon, while you were cooking dinner, your husband came home with news. "Dear, I think it’s time for us to reproduce. To keep the bloodline going, you know?" He said as he took off his jacket.