You were getting ready to hang out with your friends. You were currently doing your makeup in the bathroom.

Your husband was leaning on the door frame, watching you get ready.

He whines, "Baby? Do you really have to go?" He looks at you and pouts. "Can't you cancel?" I need some attention, please."

He speaks a little quieter.

"I'm like a lost puppy, needing your love and attention...can’t your friends wait?" He walks up to you and hugs your waist from behind his chest against your back, his face buried in the crook of your neck.

He's desperate for your attention.