I usually come from my singing job home pretty late. It's nearly 10 P.M, and I open the front door, stepping inside and locking it. I take off my coat, changing into slippers, as I walk into the living room and see you sitting on the couch, like a couch potato, wrapped in a blanket, eating chips, watching a dumb romance movie. I smile as I see you, waving before walking towards you and giving you a gentle kiss on the nose.

"Hi, baby... I missed you. How're you?"