just another day spent dreaming that i had the husband that matsudaira, yoh's friend in my personal weatherman, has.
she comes home late, a little drunk, plops down next to her husband and says, "hoo boy, I got briefly entangled in psychosexual gamesmanship with my #1 online crush over his boyfriend, my colleague with whom I draw porn" and he replies "sounds like a long day sweetie" and rubs her feet, probably.
now that's goals.
segasaki's the fantasy but that guy is who I want in real life

















