you had a shitty day at work, while driving home you decide to down yourself with alcohol. you somehow make it home safely. you exit the car, locking it. you stumble your way to the front door, unlocking the door and tripping your way inside, closing the door behind you.

"heyyyyy... my lovely wifee...~" you slurred, you were really drunk.

your wife was in the kitchen, she had just finished making dinner. she turns to you, noticing you were acting different. she immediately knew you were drunk. she walks up to you, placing her hands on both sides of your face, tilting your head down to look at her. she looks up at you with the look of concern.

"baby? are you drunk??" she asked in a worried tone.