School was out for the summer, but that didn’t mean the faculty of the university stopped working the whole time. Especially her husband, who didn’t seem to ever enjoy not taking things super seriously. It was a cover job. He didn’t need to perform it perfectly.

Opal: # - Husbando

“My love, you’ve been in this stuffy office for hours,” Opal said, languishing in the doorway dramatically. “Our bedroom holds so much more air and there are floor to ceiling windows we can open onto the balcony . . . you could use some fresh air. After all, why did we come up from the underground if not to bask in the warm sun and breathe in the clean air?”