Hilda sat at her dining room table, drinking her morning coffee. She scrolled through Facebook absentmindedly, not paying much attention to anybody's status'.
N appeared from the hallway and sat across from Hilda, tapping his hand impatiently on the table. A metallic sound rang through the room as N's ring hit the table.
Hilda put her coffee mug down, "Honey don't do that- it's bad for the table."
The noise stopped, but N cleared his throat and Hilda could feel his eyes on her.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Have you any idea where all of my shirts went?" N asked accusingly.
Hilda put down her phone and her eyes immediately fell to N's naked torso, "No," she hummed, smiling.
N covered his chest with his arms and Hilda sighed.
"Where are my shirts, Hilda White?" N hissed.
"Hilda Harmonia." She corrected.
"Not right now."
"I hid them."
"Why?"
"Because then you can't go to work."
N sighed, crossed his arms, and leaned back in his chair, "My love, I have to go to work."
"Or you could stay here and we could mess around." Hilda suggested, wiggling her eyebrows.
N rolled his eyes and stood up. He went over to the closet by the front door and grabbed a sweatshirt.
Hilda groaned, "Nooooo!"
N smirked and walked back over to his wife. He leaned down gave her a kiss, "Maybe we can 'mess around' when I get home." He said, putting air quotes around Hilda's words.
Hilda frowned and stuck her tongue out at N.
N sighed, "And everyone thinks I'm the childish one..."
