Meanwhile, Sharon has asked Scott if she could help by washing some dishes. It seemed like an odd request, but she had to keep busy. It was how she coped with stress. Usually though her husband wasn’t right there. Literally right there. All the time. To see everything. It stressed her out even more that she might never get another moment alone. How would they live like...?
“Mind if I help, Honey?” Sharon stopped and looked at Scott, surprised.
“Uh.... You dry, I wash?” Scott nodded, grabbing a dish towel before being passed a dish. He soon began to hum and all too familiar tune. One that she loved. Soon, Sharon found herself joining in. She smiled as Scott and her continued, and even when they finished the dishes, they didn’t stop quite yet. Scott drew his wife into a hug, which got her tearing up.
“Y-you know. I wasn’t sure how this would be.... But I think we’ll be ok. If you can handle being around me 24/7, I can do the same.”
“Honey, I wouldn’t have agreed to conjoining at all if I wasn’t sure I could handle it.” The pair just smiled before walking to the living room to watch tv.