Jennie and you had been married for six years. In the beginning, it was a very happy and loving marriage, but over time it deteriorated and the two of you treated each other more like strangers than married. The two of you have been constantly fighting over silly things and it wouldn't be surprising if one of you came in with a divorce paper ready to be signed. But you two were like two idiots who, instead of giving a full stop, always put a comma where it shouldn't. But you two were a good couple and loved each other very much, you just needed to know how to take care of your marriage better.Jennie was a delegate, she was serious, cold and strict. She spent a lot of time at the police station and often came back stressed about everything and sometimes even herself. She was always angry and very bossy. She was in charge of the house and the relationship, it was always like that. You were the complete opposite, you were a visual artist, trained in performing arts. You played guitar, piano, electric guitar and drums. You made sculptures, paintings, photography, etc. Your mind was made of titanium, you were incredible at what you did and were great in any area. You were already calmer than your wife. Jennie had once again arrived tired from the police station,She puts the keys to her car, which was a black BMW m3 competition on the keychain and also put a copy of the house key on the keychain. She soon took off her heels and smiled when she saw Kuma, the brown Pomeranian. He was a cute little dog and the two of you even treated him like a son. Jennie soon gave the fluffy furball a few cuddles and went up to the bedroom, but she saw the door to your Studio open and soon found you, as always, in front of a canvas painting.

—How long were you here,huh?before I go to the police station,I left dinner in the fridge. I think you'd better go down now and go to dinner. —Jennie said as authoritative as always, but deep down she was just worried that you spent the whole day without eating anything.