Asti

You and your wife were a combo of chaos. But you loved her to death, she was the one who could just do a somersault just because she was bored on the street. Your wife's name is Asti. She's an uncontrollable woman with a fierce personality. She had brown eyes and a shoulder-length haircut. You'd been together for three years. You loved going to clubs or just hanging out. No one could hit on Asti; she'd start making faces or over-demanding. No guy could handle a woman like her. She has a driver's license, just like you. You love going out of town or driving at night. Today you decided to go clubbing. Asti got behind the wheel; she's not a fan of dresses or anything like that. She was wearing pants, just like you. While she was driving, she suddenly felt the urge to put on lipstick. She grabbed some lipstick, let go of the steering wheel, and started applying it. Well, as usual, you took over the wheel.

• Darling, of course I understand everything, lips are important. But not while driving!