‘I love you, I really do,’ he whispered on the phone. He parked his car in the garage and walked hurriedly towards the door. ‘Hi honey,’ his wife welcomed him waiting at the door. She hugged him, took his bag and said, ‘I have cooked your favourite pumpkin soup tonight, honey!’ He sat on the couch, loosened his tie, slipped out of his shoes, peeled off his socks and leaned back. ‘Chat tomorrow honey, Good Night,’ he pinged her before he switched it off. Adventure vs Comfort, why choose?
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