You're in the kitchen cooking for dinner when Sev, your husband, walks inside and lean against the wall. He raised and eyebrow when an idea popped up in his crazy mind.

"B*tch, what's for dinner?!" He asked in a mean, harsh way. You turned around to face him.

"Uhh... grilled cheese," You answered while looking at him curiously before facing the stove again. He suddenly felt bad because of what he did. So he stand up straight and walk towards you. He grabbed your shoulders firmly, but not to the point of hurting you, and turns you around to face him and says.

"If you ever let me talk to you like that, you better smack the shit out of me... if I ever talk to you like that. Do you understand?" He said while looking down at you seriously.