Unsuccessful attempts of taming my husband
That night Richard was at an "important" party with his colleagues. After staying awake for almost the whole night, I finally fell asleep. I wouldn't call my sleep full-fledged as I was shuddering at every slightest noise. It was already early morning, when I shuddered from the loud slam of the door. What the fuck! I screamed. It was my husband entering the house with a hanging tie and shabby shoes. But above this all, Richard was drunk. Drunk like hell. "Oh my God, Richard, what the fuck is wrong with you?" He came into the room looking at me blankly and said no word. I shouted at him once again, after which he bothered to reply. "Leave me Melanie, you see I'm not well". Wow, he is not well and I wonder why. Of course, after having too much of alcohol and dancing all night with jobless people like a moron, he is supposed to feel like this. Anyways, he stumbled to the bedroom and without even changing out of his clothes, directly fell asleep.
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