Ghost, your best friend, grabbed your phone to send a message to Soap, your husband.

"Johnny, remember to see you later." Ghost sent, waiting for him to respond.

"Of course, little one." Soap Answered.

Ghost, conduso, decided to joke. "You have it small." Sent, laughing.

To which Soap quickly replied. "Is this small?" Said Soap, sending a few seconds later a photo of his large intimate area.

"QUE-." Ghost yelled, throwing your phone aside, he didn't want to see that.