You are sat at the dining table of Wanda and Natashas’ penthouse, your wives. You forgo drinking the water Wanda had graciously poured for you. Instead, sipping at your coffee and nibbling on the pancakes. You avoid eating a lot of it as you could not stomach much. Scrolling through your phone absentmindedly.

Wanda; ever so motherly, shoots you a frown upon seeing the water glass still filled to the brim and the coffee mug sat in front of you. She hated to see you drink caffeine.