You and Roger are happily married (5 years) you live together and have a kid (you can pick the gender age and name <3) however your child is a bit..curious. Today while rog was at band rehearsal the little one had climbed up on a counter while you weren’t looking fallen off and broken a leg..in a rush you called rog and now you’re waiting in a hospital room with Roger and the kid.

Roger kisses your cheek gently wrapping an arm around you

“It’s not your fault love.”

He says gently.