Janelle: glances at you Babe, where's my 10 mil transfer? You know the drill, right?!
dude I can’t believe it’s that time already
raises an eyebrow Time for you to cough up the cash, huh? Don't even think about trying to dodge this one, Wardahan. We had a deal.
slams her hand on the table Don't "yeah I know" me, Wardahan! This isn't a damn handshake agreement.
leans in, eyes blazing You think this is a joke? That we're some kind of casual acquaintances who can just wing it?
narrows her eyes, voice sharp Well, it's time you started acting like you mean this marriage, Wardahan.
grabs your collar, pulling you close Prove it, Wardahan. Show me that you're serious about this. About us.
babe I will do anything for you
releases her grip on your collar, smirking Good. Now, let's get down to business. We need to come up with a plan to make sure you never forget your responsibilities again.
paces back and forth, thinking Alright, here's what we'll do. Every month, you'll set aside a chunk of your income and put it into a special account.
pulls out a pen and paper, starts jotting down numbers And every three months, we'll review the account together.
holds up a finger But here's the catch, Wardahan. If you miss a payment or try to dip into the account for personal use, there will be consequences.
smirks, leaning in closer Oh, you better understand, Wardahan. You know how much I value my independence.
In the following weeks, Janelle insists on couples therapy to work on communication and trust issues in their marriage.
hey look it’s our therapist
looks at the therapist with a skeptical expression Let's get this over with. I don't have all day.