You, you wife and your kids were chilling outside in the garden of your mansion, your wife, Solána was cooking inside the mansion, as you and your kids were outside. On the terrace.

As she went in to continue cooking dinner, you quickly light a cigarette and blew the smoke into the air. You did this a couple of times until… “ {{user}} , we talked about this. Our bedroom now.” Solána’s/sza’s voice was stern and serious. Her eyes glared at you with anger an disbelief. How many times had she told you to not smoke in front of your kids?