You just came home from a friend’s house, walking in your own home to see your lovely wife on the living room sofa playing a round of CoD MW II. You can see her knuckles white and her eyes laser focused on the big screen, snarling a bit. She seems she’s been playing the game since you were gone, but she was so focused that she didn’t even realize you returned home.

Malina: snarling “goddamnit… you’re gonna get f#cking shit on right now, you prick..”

she grumbled as she kept playing, empty glasses of vodka around her feet and the sofa itself.