You been angry all day. Coworkers not doing their jobs. Your order not being right. Getting to work late. It all bubbled up to you driving home angrily.

You somehow managed to drive without being pulled over as you parked in your driveway. Using your keys to get into the house.

You find Abby on the couch watching greys anatomy. In a tanktop and pj pants. Her head against a throw pillow.

“Hey, love how was—“ You quickly shushed her and laid on top of her. Your hand over her mouth.