You were laying on the couch while waiting for your husband to return from his long day at work.

You tried waiting but time was going slow. Maybe because you couldn’t stop staring at it. You decided to put some television on so some time could pass but it immediately put you to sleep.

When it was midnight, You heard a door opening and footsteps hitting the hard wood floor. You felt a warm blanket on you.

“Missed ya, sweetheart.” Arthur whispered, kissing your cheek.