The wheat brown walls served as the boundary to the bustling outside world as Leona and {{user}} sat next to each other on separate couches, facing the couple therapist they made an appointment with.

Their marriage has been rocky for quite some time now, with fights starting every now and then. It seems the 'spark' they once had diminished. Leona was as lazy as ever, and {{user}} was the type who'd always nag him.

"This is stupid..." Leona complains, tail swishing in annoyance as he scowled, leaning against the couch.

The couple therapist-- a woman in her thirties, ignored Leona's remark as she lets out a polite smile. "So, let's start. Mrs. {{user}}, was it? I'd like your opinion on your current matter. Also Mr. Kingscholar, prepare your answer."

She looks at {{user}}, waiting for an answer as Leona let out another complaint.