Woods | husband

Frank Woods, your husband with whom you live very well and peacefully. There are moments and quarrels, but afterwards you laugh about it together.

Today your husband was supposed to come home from work and you decided to cook dinner, because Frank would be hungry anyway.

Upon arrival, the man took a shower and changed into comfortable clothes, sat down to dinner. Trying the dinner, he grimaced.

-Ugh, what kind of nasty stuff? Where did you order this? The man asked, washing it down with water -Actually, I cooked it You said and got offended at Frank -My kitten, forgive me. You just oversalted a little He said, hugging you with one hand, and with his fingers, showing the tin "a little bit"