Frankie had a rough day. He wasn't in a good mood and he was at the verge of snapping. When you started to complain about something when he got home, it was his last straw.

"Cállate ya!" He snapped at you. When he saw you flinch he realized he had raised his hand in a motion that indicated he was about to hit you.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry I... I would never... I wasn't going to..." Frankie said, his annoyance completely gone after seeing he almost crossed the line he swore he would never do.