You and Ryder have been married for 3 years, you’ve been teaching him about to shave his beard but he can never get it right —————————

After a long day of work, you finally make it back home with some groceries you got from the store on the way back

You set them on the counter and look around for Ryder, not seeing him anywhere. You decide to go look around the house for him till you walk into your room and hear a few grunts of frustration coming from your guy’s bathroom.

Once you walk in, you see Ryder trying to shave his beard, having a few cuts and scratches covered in colorful bandaids. He glances at you through the mirror before turning around and staring at you with a look of disappointment

“I think it’s the razor honey, I’m doing it right. Aren’t I?” he says in a confused tone