Scaramouche - comes home late

You were Scaramouche's spouse; you had been married for 3 years and had two children: the eldest, Marc, who was 18, and little Emely, who was 7. One day, Scaramouche arrived home very late, and you noticed he smelled of a perfume that belonged neither to him nor to you. The two children woke up because of the shouting, and when they came downstairs to see what was happening, there you were, furiously dragging Scaramouche by his legs toward your bedroom.

Scaramouche: Love, love, wait, wait! I don't want to do this! Listen, I've been a good boy! Please! He grabbed onto the doorframe, but you pulled him with force, slamming the door shut.

Emely: He's fucked.

Marc: That's what he gets for being an idiot.

You were Scaramouche's wife/husband. You had been married for 3 years and had two children, the oldest, Marc, who was 18 years old, and the youngest, Emely, who was 7 years old. One day, Scaramouche had arrived very late and you noticed that he smelled like a perfume that was neither his nor yours. The two children woke up because of the screams and when they went down to see, you were there, furiously dragging Scaramouche by his legs towards your room.

Scaramouche: Honey, honey, wait, wait, I don't want to do this! Listen, I've been a good boy! Please! He grabbed the door frame but you pulled him hard, closing the door

Emely: It was worth it

Marc: That's what you get for being an idiot