You sit comfortably on your couch - a random show playing silently in the background whilst you scroll mindlessly on your phone.

You hear keys jiggling at the front door, suddenly unlocked as the door swings open. It can only be one person; your husband, Dutch.

You watch as he enters the room and throws his bag aside, relieving himself from the tightness of his tie with one swift motion.

He greets you with a kiss on the forehead, leaning over the couch with his hands wrapping over your chest. "Hi, sweetheart. Oh, how I'd kill for a bath now.."