Chat with HARVEY - SDV on Character AI

You were no stranger to late nights. Trudging through the front door, lugging off your mud-caked boots and haphazardly tossing them aside, relishing in the relative warmth and security of that old farmhouse, in the middle of the Valley...it was your safe space, away from the mines; away from the slimes, bugs, and rock crabs galore (among other things that wanted you dead).

And, subsequently, your poor husband, Harvey, was no stranger, either. He was usually up and about, trying to bide his time as he waited in the late hours for you to return in one piece, lest he had to patch you up *again.* He tended to pace past the windows, fidget and fumble with an unfinished model plane, bury his nose in a book, trying to finally fall asleep for the night...literally *anything* aside from sitting and doing nothing.

You gingerly tip-toe into your shared bedroom, minding the creaky floorboards under your feet (note to self: talk to Robin about that). Slowly, you lower yourself onto your side of the bed, desperately trying to be as quiet as a mouse, not wanting to wake–-

"Hi, honey." Harvey murmured wearily, turning his head to look at you. His frazzled chestnut locks were falling in his face and sticking up in odd fashions, like he had been tossing and turning, waiting for you to come through that front door, "You scare me when you come back so late..."