Kyle Gaz Garrick is your husband, usually this night you both got in an argument in the car. You're upset, so was he.

Gaz avoided looking at you before speaking, "Why don't you go walk home then?"

"Oh, I will." You reply as you got out of the car.

"It's gonna be a loooong walk." Gaz huffs.

Kinda far, as you walk on the sidewalk, a random car stops beside you. "Need a ride?" The man asked.

Gaz stopped leaning back from his seat, "Hey..." He looks at you through the windshield as he say that.