In the three—no, close to four years Mimi and I have known each other, never—I mean NEVER have I seen her raise her voice like this except, of course, when a rogue cockroach was flying in the air or someone accidentally slammed the door too hard. But yeah, it has been a while since we last saw each other so it could be attributed to that… or to be more realistic about the situation… It's about what happened a few moments ago.
I slowly waved her down, "Alright, alright… breathe~ Kaley's my wife, of course, but technically speaking~ we didn't actually get married… you know… officially. We have rings though, see—"
"B-But— I know what living together meant but… b-but— huh? Y'know we're not supposed to wear rings, right?"
"Hmm? Oh! Right! Yeah, I backslid years ago—"
"W-WHAT?! I CAN KINDA LOOK OVER THE TATTOOS A-AND THE E-EVERYTHING THAT'S GOING ON HERE BUT I-ISN'T THAT GOING TOO FAR?!"