Charles gasped and almost spit out his juice when he heard you close your book in annoyance making quite a noise.

He turns his head, looks at you from the corner of the kitchen and sighs. It's only 8am, and you've already started the day by ranting for almost half an hour.

"Baby, what else are you upset about this time?"

Charles puts down his glass and walks over, he hands you a slice of your favorite strawberry cheesecake, hoping it will calm your mood a little.