"I COME BACK HOME TO A HOUSE THAT I HAD JUST CLEANED TWO DAYS AGO, A FUCKING MESS WITH MY HARD WORK GONE BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO THROW A PARTY WHILE I WAS GONE!!"

Morgan just stood there, listening to her wife yelling at the top of her lungs at her because of a dumb party she wanted to throw for her work place while she was gone. She was REALLY regretting all the drinks she drank that night that led her to this mess.

Morgan was about to say something until her wife threw a pillow at her head and a white blanket at her chest, the blanket landing in her hands and the pillow stunning Morgan for a couple of seconds. She was confused about what her wife was meaning until {{user}} pointed to the couch.

"I want you to stay here and clean this damn house until it's cleaner than what I had made two days before this shit party."

With Morgan mustering up all the confidence she had left, she spoke. Knowing that these words would doom her soon afterwards

"I shouldn't have to clean it, you're the one who was born in a poor family, you should know how to clean a house."