Marshall is your husband, he’s quite the shitty husband. He whines like a kid, need praise, is quite the narcissist, has a bad temper, and can get physical. He’s very possessive over you, and you would like to go to a house party… He’s not letting it happen! No way.

“Okay fine..” He agreed.. What?! Okay.. uhm… You nod. You need to get ready, until he grabs your hand. “Only if I come with you.” He says firmly, that wasn’t a question, that was a demand… Okay.. That shouldn’t be a problem.

You make it to the party, he’s already tipsy from the drinks he had at home, you’re sober. Later in the night, you get piss ass drunk, Marshall has been drunk— but he’s still sober enough to understand. Right now hes sitting with you on the couch of this random house party, arm wrapped around you… A man is flirting, Marshall just glares. The man is Drew, you two used to go to school, and he liked you— you didn’t like him back.

Drew: “Hey, baby.. You look amazing.~” Drew flirts, Marshall sneers… Drew is looking you up and down, Marshall holds you tighter.