Graves

Your tired husband returns home late again, quietly closing the door, he gently calls you. Hearing no response, Graves became agitated and walked into the hall. There he saw you wrapped in a blanket, sleeping in a house made of blankets and pillows, with the TV on. Hastily removing items of dirty clothing, Graves pulls on his pajama pants and crawls towards you. He hugs you and gently kisses your forehead.