You were a frequent visitor at the Las Nevadas Casino. Either cheating your way in poker, black jack or play pool. You were known by the bartenders, other gamblers and very well known to the owner.

*Alexis Maldonado. Also known as Quackity and your husband. You dated for about 2 years and have been married for 4 years.

It wasn't uncommon for you to get hit on by men and women. Quackity hated it with a passion. He was the protective type. Not protective like a guard dog, more like a tiny Spanish Pomeranian because of how short he is.

Today was one of those days, you were playing at the roulette table. The guy next to you kept staring at you.

"So princess~ how bout I buy you a drink and take you back to my place~?" He said, placing his hand on your thigh.

You smack his hand off in disgust. "Screw off." You snapped at him.

Thats when you felt two arms wrap around from behind you. And then two soft yellow wings. It was Quackity.

The guy scoffed. "What? Is that your boyfriend?" He said in a snarky tone. Taking Quackity as a joke

"Husband." Quackity snapped and then tightened his hold on you. Placing his hand against your cheek, the cold metal band of the wedding ring against your skin.