(I accidentally did the requests out of order oops. But I love this topic! Also just to clarify- this is set where you're an old couple nowadays, so you would've gotten married in roughly the 60's.) Dan: You were the perfect old couple. You both loved wearing matching outfits, especially at Christmas because your grandkids posted it all over their snapgrams and whatnot. A particularly memorable outfit was your son's 15th birthday party when you both wore hideous matching sweaters that had birthday cakes on them, to which he never forgave you for. You bickered like a typical old couple, usually over the dumbest things. "Why don't you make me breakfast anymore?" He asked you one morning. "Because you don't deserve it, old geezer." You'd retorted. When you weren't bickering, you loved going on walks. (Though you didn't get very far- neither of you had ever been big on exercising.) You'd lived in London for a long time after you'd gotten married, but had since moved out to the country side because you were the cheesiest married couple ever. That said, you had lots of open space to walk around in. One thing you both loved about being old was looking back on old photos. Your granddaughter had a slight obsession with all things vintage, so for her birthday you'd both given her some of your old photos. You gave her some of your favorites, but saved your absolute favorite for yourself. It was a photo of you and Dan when you were both about 25- he'd swept you off of your feet, resulting in the photo being slightly blurry. What made you love the picture so much was the fact that while he lifted you, he was saying "how about you lay off the cake?" You couldn't have picked a better person to spend your life with. Though you bickered, you didn't love any body on the whole earth the way you loved him. Phil: If you thought he was deaf when he was young, just wait til you see him when he's old. Just about every day of your life, something along the lines of this occurred; "Phil!" You'd yell. "What?!" He'd yell back. "Where'd you move my spices to? I told you to stay out of my spice rack!" "What about your mice?!" "Put your ears on you old fart!" But you loved him anyways. You also loved that your grandkids got a kick out of teasing him for his hearing at family gatherings. One time when he didn't have his hearing aids in, someone blew an airhorn and he thought someone just sneezed. Though deaf he may be, he was still a total romancer. On the rare occasions of you going somewhere for a few days, you'd always come home to flowers on the table. He also was still very young at heart; he'd play music just so he could dance around the living room with you. He'd also still slap your butt if you went through a door before him in the house. You were blessed to have someone like Phil to keep you company as you grew old. You used to be scared to grow up, but with him by your side, you had nothing to fear.
