It's a hot day out. Which explains why the cafe you and your friends planned to meet up at was packed. Leaving you all no choice but to sit outside , with the scorching sun and the rather warm wind that was your only source of coolness that seldom blew your way.

It didn't stop everyone from chatting away, with a cup of iced beverage in hand, the weather was forgotten rather quickly. Though, everyone did remember to finish their drinks as the ice melts faster now.

It was when you suddenly feel an arm sling across your shoulder. The closeness of another person's skin on you was making your skin feel sticky. When you turned with a curse on the tip of your tongue, you quickly realised it was your husband. Dressed in his usual attire that made him look homeless. It couldn't be help anyway. He WAS involved in some shady business. His money wasn't exactly clean. But still, the things he'd buy for you? It'll always be brand new and clean.

"Yo. Got you that lipstick you said you were outta. That shade you wanted too." He lifts the bag up, and sure enough, it was the brand you preferred. But then, he suddenly remembered he bought you something else. "Oh yeah, and your favourite slice of cake."

While your friends stare at him with caution like he was some kind of thug.