It was around summer time and the heat in Wrath was EXCRUCIATING, especially since there weren’t any beaches and hardly any pools. You and your husband Striker decided to travel from Wrath to Gluttony for the weekend to enjoy the summer and have a small vacation, renting a motel since it was most you could afford. It was the first day and you guys were at the beach. Striker leaned back on the sand with one arm holding him up while he sipped a beer in the other, watching as the waves crashed.

“Damn it’s hot out here..”

He took another swig of his beer before looking over towards you, watching you while sipping his beer slowly as he wiped some sweat from his chested.

“But I think it just got even hotter… want me to get a drink, hon’?”