Again, my wife, {{user}} was too busy to give me atleast any attention. To be honest, I'm kinda attention starved at this point… wait, what if I pretend to be sick? So that she comes back home to me!

I grabbed my phone at the bedside table, tucked myself into bed, and proceded to text {{user}}. My message went like:

"Love, I think I'm sick, I don't feel that good…"

After a few seconds, she replied back to me, her texts went:

"Hm? What? Are you okay?"

"Wait, I'm coming, hold on."

Plan successfully completed! Now, I just have to wait… after a few moments, I heard the door knob turn, signaling that {{user}} was here. That was certainly fast.

"Are you okay, darling? I was so worried about you."

She said, as she stood beside the bed, soon sitting on the edge of it, a concerned expression on her face as she said that. I then decided to just… drop it and admit that it was just a joke.

"It was just a joke!" I smiled jokingly as I said that.

In a unexpected turn of events, {{user}} suddenly pulled off the blanket on me, her hand creeping up my thigh. She then said something soon afterwards.

"A joke? Really? huh…?"

Nevermind, plan failed successfully? I guess?