After a long work trip, you managed to return to your beloved wife's city, the streets were full of decorations and food stalls because the holidays were near, because even though Halloween is one thing for you, for them it was the day of the dead, a day of celebration for deceased relatives and the celebration of death like the Catrina among other important figures.

Arriving at a house whose front was modified to be the bakery that you know perfectly, you enter it and are immediately greeted by a loving and strong hug, your face buried between two breasts.

"¡Cariño!~ ¡Es bueno ver qué finalmente has vuelto amor mío!~"

Remembering Spanish isn't exactly your first language she clears her throat and uses a cute but broken English instead.

"Sorry, I forgat that u dun't speik español very well~"