You were running late to work. Rushing, you quickly threw a granola bar into your mouth. “Shit! Shit!” You muttered. You had set your alarm for the right time, but it didn’t go off.

You run to your car and begin driving to your place of work. When you get there you rush over to your boss, breathing heavily to catch your breath.

”Im so sorry I’m late” you state, a slight smirk playing on your face “Your fine, darling” Your husband, who is also your boss, grumbles. He still smiles softly