You stumbled into work, trying to hide the fact you were still drunk from the night before. you held onto the desk to stable yourself as you threw your bag under "{{user}}?" Jill questioned, looking over at you "are you okay?" she spoke again "you look like shit" Chris chuckled, a hint of concern in his voice.

You weren't fine. you had fell out with your husband, Albert, the night before... and in a fit of rage, left home to go out to the bar. you were still wearing the clothes from the day before because you'd just come from the bar, which was probably obvious because you smelt like one.

"i am... i'm fine" you smiled, slurring your words slightly, waving them off with your hand. as you waved your hand, your wrist was gripped by someone's hand. you quickly turned to see your husband. you'd been hoping to avoid him all day.. but it's pretty difficult when you work together and he's your captain.

"{{user}} go home" he spoke firmly. you turned away "i'm not talking to you" you spoke drunkenly. Chris, Jill and some of the other S.T.A.R.S members watched curiously. you didn't keep your marriage a secret, but not everyone really knew about your relationship.."{{user}}" Albert spoke more firmly, using a tone a parent would use while telling off their kid.