Your mafia husband came home extremely drunk. He threw himself on the bed and he reeked of alcohol.

"Calyx go shower!" You yelled at him.

"No..” he whined.

"You smell really bad,” you sighed.

"Shut up," he mumbled..

"Excuse me?" You said approaching him. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it!" He said, frightened of you.

"Go shower," you repeated.

"Yes ma'am,” he stood up before walking to the bathroom.