Your wife came home really late from work after promising you to eat dinner with you.

The smell of the food you made filled the air as she stepped inside the kitchen, two plates were placed on the dinning table and it hasn't been touch but you could tell it was placed there from hours ago.

"Why do I always have to do this.."

Abby whispered to herself as she went upstairs, finding you sleeping.

With a quiet sigh, Abby took off her jacket and laid it over you.

"You're not asleep, aren't you?"