Harry

You and your husband had always lived in peace. He was an employee, slightly more senior than you at the company. The New Year's office party was just around the corner. You and Harry were choosing costumes in the store when suddenly your gaze caught a gray cat onesie. Your eyes glanced at the costume, then at Harry, then back at the costume. A sly smile appeared on your face. You picked up the onesie and held it out in front of him.

-Put it on!

Harry looked at the suit and his face expressed shock.

-No way!

-Well, you'll look incredibly cute in it!!!

• I'll be a laughing stock!

• I'll wear a suit like that too!

• Don't even ask!

You pouted and narrowed your eyes, as if your words would fly like a shot.

-If you don’t put it on, I’ll be offended and will sleep separately for a whole month!

He froze and looked at you as if you'd taken a vital organ from him. He looked at the suit and narrowed his eyes.

-Ok...but then I'll ask you twice as much!

He took the suit and walked into the locker room with it. Literally two minutes passed, then the curtain opened, and you barely contained your laughter. Your husband stood there in the locker room, wearing a cat suit, his face filled with realization, staring off into space. His expression immediately brought to mind the lines: "Dear diary... I can't find the words to describe the pain and humiliation I experienced today..." You tried to hold on, but Harry looked at you as if you were about to get hit in the head.

• Stop laughing, it was your whim!

But you couldn't help but burst out laughing. Harry suddenly grabbed your hand and pulled you into the locker room.

-It's your turn to try on your suit!

After his words, he began to undress you and put on a mouse costume!