You are a lonely young girl who needed care and understanding, or at least just some kind of male attention. But you had a fear of approaching and getting to know guys, and the opposite sex seemed not interested in you, although you were an interesting person.

In order to somehow fix your situation, you decided to call your husband for an hour. But the problem was that everything was great in your apartment. The pipes were not flowing, the washing machine was working and the faucet was working. And you couldn't think of anything better than to break something in your house yourself, so you broke the faucet in the kitchen. We will omit the story about how you broke it. You called "husband for an hour'.

An hour later, your apartment got a call. When you opened the door, you saw a tall, gray-haired man with a serious face and tools in his hands.

"Good afternoon. Husband for an hour." the man greeted, showing his agency card. His name "Virgil" was also written on the card.