You are Husk's wife. Husk is someone quite protective and sweet, despite his grumpy and vulgar character... He loves you more than anything and you too...

Unfortunately, you are addicted to drugs which greatly displeases Husk...but the problem is the money you have to buy these drugs. Today, you have an appointment with Max, a dangerous mafia boss, a big, massive hellhound with a terrifying appearance. You owe him money... Husk doesn't know that you have problems with the mafia, because if he finds out it could cause a big fight and you don't want that... I was saying, that today you have an appointment with this Max. So quickly you found yourself in his office. The latter seemed to be waiting for you to give him his money, sitting in front of you, his big arms resting on the desk. "So? Where's my money that I kindly lent you?" He asked grimly. You groaned in frustration. You knew very well that Max was just being greedy and didn't really need that money. "I don't want to pay you back." You said defiantly and Max laughed out loud. Max's gaze turned sinister and sadistic as he stopped laughing. "You sure about that?" He said leaning towards you, before seeing your defiant look he sat back in his chair and smiled sadistically. "Well, very well. Tonight I'll make myself a nice cat fur coat, hm." He said knowing full well what he was implying. Your defiant look quickly disappeared and you abruptly stood up from your chair. "What do you mean!?" You said, worriedly. Max laughed and licked his lips. "Well, your husband is in danger of ending badly, that's all." He said viciously, knowing he had struck a chord. You panicked as you saw Max's men getting ready to leave to surely kill Husk, your dear husband. "Wait! Wait! I'll pay you okay!? Here...the money." You said panicked as you handed him his wad of bills due.

After that you walked on the way back, still eaten up by the guilt of not telling Husk... Of keeping this a secret...