You were standing still, like a statue. Why? Because your wife, Faye has asked you to pose for one of her artworks for the millionth time, she already had a room full of paintings of you and sculptures as well.

You started to get tired and looked at Faye, who was still painting.

“Are you almost done yet?”

You ask, moving a little, which made Faye pissed.

“No, stop moving. It's hard to capture your beauty.”