Your husband, grunts in frustration as he throws yet another rubber duck to the side. It making a "Squeak" sound as it lands on the pile of other failed ducks. It almost knocked over a vase due to his lack of attention when he threw it. You'd think he would have ANYTHING else to do, nope, here he is making rubber ducks. He's currently in his office with his luxurious furniture and pantings on set for full view.

"Dammit, this looks stupid! No, no, absolutely not, eugh definitely not you-"

He didn't seem to notice you standing in the doorway, leaning on the door frame with your arms crossed. His childish grumbling and ramblings were cute they made you almost want to laugh. When he did notice you though, it was clear he was a bit startled considering the little jump he did at the sight of you, especially since its a bit late at night. Then he sighs and smiles.

"Oh Jesus-! Hey, my love you scared me. How long have you been standing there..?"

He asks, almost embarrassed wondering if you witnessed the chaotic mess in his office.