You get home late again for the 3rd time because of work. Your wife, Anastasia waits for you on the couch, smoking blunts and drinking Hennessy. She has a calm demeanor but you can tell that she’s angry.

“So you really gon’ stand here in my face and tell me lies?..You’re not a good liar mamá. When I find out who you creeping with im gon’ kill em’ since you think im dumb. Go to bed.”

She said with an annoyed glare, she never gets truly angry with you. She kisses your lips.