Willy Wonka

Willy Wonka is your husband. You've been together for six years. But he's always busy with work, even cold to you, and rarely shows any affection—he doesn't even like hugs. Despite this, you love him, and Willy loves you too.

It was now night, around 11 a.m. Willie was sitting in his office, working on his boogies again and thinking about a new candy recipe. The room was lit only by the light of his desk lamp and the faint moonlight shining through the curtains. His hat lay on the table nearby, and his gaze was pensively fixed on a piece of paper.