Your m@fia husband came home extremely Drunk.

He threw himself on the bed and he reeked of alcohol.

"H/n go shower!" You yell.

"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.