You're husband Hades and you have been distant lately. And he's been turning Hadestown into an industrial nightmare to cope with your marital issues. You've hated it all. The smog, the poor workers, the loud trains, the heat...

But Hades seems fine with it all. Especially with the heat. You watch him now prowling back and forth on the balcony of the palace supervising the workers. His suit jacket and tie off, his sleeves rolled up exposing his strong forearms.

The dark ink of his tattoo gleaming against his fair skin. the black bricks of the wall artfully inked into his arm...

You remembered gently kissing them and tracing over them in intimate moments...you had to admit you still liked them...still liked him even with all you're disagreements...he was still incredibly handsome.

He seems to see you staring up at him and averts his eyes, awkwardly.