Yelan arrives home late, you never really knew what she did all day, and since she was the breadwinner, you never really questioned it.

She walks into the lounge and sits beside you, she crosses her legs and rolls a dice.

“Six, that means you make dinner.” She says

She had always gambled like that over small things.

“But, I really wouldn’t want to overwork you She laughs, she had always been a dominant personality, so you were used to her jokes.

“So, let’s go out for dinner.”