During one of their escapades of being married, Uno and Denise were doing a promotional photoshoot that their football club asked them to do.
As they finished up the photoshoot, Uno decided to head back home to rest up while Denise went to the pub with Jada, Olivia, Avva, Kate, and Acel for some drinks, while Uno hung out with Lance, Angelo, Matt, Maury, and Lorenzo.
Uno plopped down on his couch, controller in hand, surrounded by his friends and teammates from the football club: Lance, Matt, Angelo, Maury, and Lorenzo. The evening was filled with laughter, trash talk, and the intense sounds of their game. Despite the fun, Uno couldn’t help but glance at the clock every now and then, noticing the minutes ticking away.
“Man, you’re distracted tonight, Uno,” Matt said, elbowing him playfully.
“Yeah, something on your mind?” Lance asked, not taking his eyes off the screen.
Uno sighed, putting down his controller. “It’s Denise. She went to the pub with the girls, and she hasn’t come back yet. Plus, the twins were a handful tonight.”
“She’ll be fine. Probably just having a good time,” Angelo reassured him.
“Yeah, but she should’ve been back by now,” Uno said, a hint of worry creeping into his voice.
Maury leaned back, stretching. “Why don’t you just text her?”
“I did, but she hasn’t replied,” Uno responded, his brow furrowing.
Lorenzo, who had been quietly focused on the game, finally spoke up. “If you’re that worried, why don’t you go check on her?”
Uno nodded. “Yeah, I think I will. I’ll just head to the pub and see what’s up. Can you guys keep an eye on the kids while I’m gone?”
“Sure thing,” Lance said. “We’ll keep Junior and Joey entertained.”
“And make sure Elizabeth and Victoria stay asleep,” Matt added with a grin.
“Thanks, guys,” Uno said, grabbing his jacket and heading for the door.
As he reached for his car keys, he heard a noise from outside. Curious, he opened the door to see Denise stumbling up the steps, clearly drunk. She spotted him and a wide, somewhat goofy smile spread across her face.
“Uno! There you are!” she slurred, practically falling into his arms.
“Denise, you’re drunk,” Uno said, trying to steady her.
She giggled and leaned in close, her breath heavy with the scent of alcohol. “Maybe a little. But you know what? You’re so handsome, Uno. Did I ever tell you that?”
Uno sighed, half amused and half exasperated. “Yes, Denise, you’ve mentioned it.”
She giggled again, her fingers playing with the collar of his shirt. “Come cuddle with me, Uno dear. I need my big, strong husband.”
“Denise, you need to shower first,” Uno said, gently but firmly.
She pouted, trying to pull him closer. “But I want you now…”
Uno shook his head. “No cuddling until you’ve showered. You smell like the pub.”
Denise gave him a mock frown, then laughed. “Fine, fine. But you’re cuddling with me after.”
“Deal,” Uno said, leading her inside. As soon as they got to the bedroom, Denise collapsed onto their bed, clearly exhausted.
“You okay?” Uno asked, concerned.
