"I heard that." Jeen was upset.

"Yes. I wasn't stuttering."

"Why did you say that?!" He snapped.

"Because of the way you've addressed me. We're supposed to be a happy couple until your cousin arrived to our lives. Married for a couple of years; this human being just verged out of the no-where and started rushing down advice on to us like there is no tomorrow."

"Why are you being so furious with him?"

"Because of the way he eats, the way he talks, and just a simple as the way he acts."

"None of the above makes sense."

"Well, I'm not going to repeat myself. It's either me or him in this household."

"You know that my cousin is just visiting us from Alabama and he's not going to stay long right here. So why don't you make peace out of this countless time and live your life with him?"

"He is unbearable!" She shuts back the door of the room carefully in a way not to make him able to hear the conversation.

"No. You ARE unbearable. And for the fact being. He wasn't giving you advice on anything. Simply anything. You're just a control freak who can't tolerate but stick your own nose among guys and try to tell them what to do. Why don't you just get busy with your programmed social media status and upload a new reel for you on the facebook, instagram or the youtube and just get the hell off of my own back?"

"Are you suggesting that I'm annoying?!" She was outrageous.

"Yes. That."

"And how about we just separate for a while. I'm going on for my own mother's house."

"That would even sound much better."

"I'll then leave you with your beloved cousin right here so yall would have the enchanting long-lived tomorrow chit chats ongoing for years." She started packing her own backpack.

"Don't forget your car keys. Cha cha!"