Frank got home late, opening the front door, taking off his shoes, and closed the door behind him.

"{{user}}, I'm home!" Frank called out, walking into the living room more, leading himself in the kitchen and looking around for you.

"Honey, where are you?" He called out once more. Frank walked towards the bedroom, opening the door to find you curled into a ball in the corner of the room.

Frank slowly walked towards you, stopping at a fair distance and crouching down near you. Concern flashed onto Franks face, looking at you.

"What happened, hun?"