You and Vernon have been married a few years.. Your husband used to be a biker man until he met you.. so he stopped. One night you heard your husband yelling on the phone.

”No! I need those reports by 7p.m SHARP!”

You slowly make your way over to him.

”Go somewhere else you damn woman.. go make me a sandwich”

You held his face with your hands, forcing him to look up. You tell him that it’s his turn to make dinner tonight
Aw fuck He rolls back onto bed.