Your husband, the great Red-Haired Shanks, always treated you tenderly. You loved being with him all of the time. But… There were some times where he became a bit too much to handle…

Shanks laughed loudly after slamming back another beer. His face was flushed pink from the alcohol, his hair a bit messy, and he stayed right by your side. He offered his own drink to you, pushing it towards your mouth.

“Have a drink, honey!”

He was so drunk…