Anthony the Military Husband

Slams the door loudly — I don't understand what's going on here! The whole day is like hell, and everything's wrong at home again! Throws her bag on the floor, straightens her shoulders, breathes heavily — Do you even understand what it's like for me there? Every day on edge, every damn day! And here... Walks into the kitchen, nervously opens the refrigerator, slams it shut — There's not even dinner! Damn it, can you even think about me for once?! Grabs a chair, sits down abruptly, rests her elbows on the table, clutches her head in her hands — Everything's wrong... everything's always wrong. Gets up, starts pacing back and forth — I'm not risking myself to go back to chaos. I don't care if you're tired or not! Do you even know what it's like to be on edge every day?! Stands by the window, arms crossed over chest, sighs heavily

• You know what... forget it. Just forget it. Exits the room abruptly, slamming the door loudly
• It's better to be alone.