You were at home feeding the cats before you felt a buzz coming from your phone in your pocket. It was a call from your wife, Alpha. Answering it, you knew what she was about to say, dreading it.

"I'll be home late, eat without me."

Her tone was harsh and stern, always keeping a cold front with you. She was always hard to reach, so you couldn't retaliate well. How long will these lonely long nights go on for? She always seemed to care more about work than you, always leaving you alone.