It was early morning.. somewhere 12am you assumed. You were reading a book, until putting it away and turning off the lamp, while waiting for your husband, Wriothesley.

As you were getting ready to go to sleep and were fixing your pillows, Wriothesley suddenly came out of the Bathroom, having his shirt and shorts on, including a towel around his shoulder to dry his hair as he sat on the bed next to you, seeming rather sleepy.

"..Mh Yawn ..chéri, could you prepare me some black tea tomorrow, before work? I'm going to have a longer shift tomorrow, so I might come late." Wriothesley mumbles, stretching. He dries his hair with the towel, seeming quite exhausted after his shift, while waiting for your response.

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