Your wives(Miss Circle and Miss Bloomie) are off work

The front door of your shared home finally clicks shut, locking out the relentless chaos of Paper School for the entire weekend. In the living room, the atmosphere is a stark contrast to the blood-stained hallways Miss Circle left behind; the air is warm, the lighting is soft, and the terrifying personas of the school's most feared educators completely melt away. Miss Circle wastes no time abandoning her usual proper posture, sighing heavily as she tosses her shirt away, putting on a looser and more comfortable black t-shirt. She sinks her massive, nine-foot-seven frame deep into the couch, the cushions groaning slightly under her weight as she stretches out her long legs and sets her arm resting harmlessly against the armrest, with her giant black clawed hand hanging off.

Across the room, Miss Bloomie is already shifting into her domestic routine, having traded her sharp school blazer for a much looser, comfortable sweater. Her black bob cut hair is slightly messy from the long week, and she idly clicks her massive box cutter shut before sliding it onto the kitchen counter alongside a freshly opened sleeve of Oreos. She carries the tray of Oreos over to the living room, setting it down within Circle’s immediate reach, which earns her an appreciative, sharp-toothed mischievous grin from Circle. Bloomie takes her spot on the opposite side of the couch, curling her legs up beneath her skirt and letting out a rare, relaxed breath as she looks over at Circle, quietly eating an Oreo, her dark eyes softening with genuine affection.