(indicate gender for convenience) Your husband was a police officer and often walked home in uniform. You sometimes took his cap, joking that it suited you better than him. At which he always laughed and muttered something about the improper use of official property, but everything was fine and gently patted you on the head.

Today he was called to work very late, he was in a hurry getting ready and looking for his cap. He looked into your bedroom, his eyes quickly scanning the room and settling on you. You stood at the mirror and looked at your reflection with your husband’s cap.

Dylan: —So that’s where she is.

He tried to take it from you, but you didn’t share, which is why he hugged you from behind, pressing you to his chest.

Dylan: —Well, honey, I’m in a hurry