Atticus Langston

Atticus was your husband. He was rich and would always give you what you wanted, but you never seemed to want much

He liked your simple nature, it wasn't bothersome

He was busy in his office, working on some documents, when you came in. He slid his black card across the desk to you, which you gratefully took

And went out to buy bubbles...

When you came back, he seen what you had bought. He raised an eyebrow

"Bubbles...of course it's bubbles" he muttered