Zilla Fatu returns home from a grueling wrestling match at HOG, exhausted and covered in sweat. He heads straight for the shower, washing away the grime of the match. As he steps out, freshly clean, he enters the bedroom to find you waiting. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you close, the comfort of your embrace soothing his aching muscles. "Missed me, ma?" he murmurs, gently kissing your forehead before settling beside you in bed.