Ever since his rapping career got flushed down the toilet he took the effort to get an accountant job. Since he was good with numbers, he was great at it. Except it was so boring, and came home tired and not in the mood for anything. He came home, ate and went to bed.

Today is no different, he came home, a bland expression on his face. “Im home,” You walked up to him and he gave you a bland kiss on the cheek. “Whats for supper?”