The Game To Be Wifed

“You wouldn’t be this tired if you went to bed when you were asked to.” Richard nagged, as Vanya handed me a cup of coffee at the breakfast table.

“Is this Latte?” I yawned.

“It's a Macchiato.” She responded, gesturing for me to drink up.

I took a sip and grimaced at the bitter taste of the coffee. I've always been a sweet tooth and did not have a good liking for bitter things. “I can't take this, I need cream with it and sugar.”

Richard shook his head at Vanya in disapproval and she retreated to the kitchen in silence, “What do you mean, I can't have cream and sugar with my coffee?” I ranted.

“Take your coffee and breakfast, so that we can leave, I haven't got all day.” He reprimanded.

“I thought you said Remo was taking me?” I asked, trying to gulp down the coffee in large portions.

“Times like this, you make me feel like I'm dealing with some sort of child.” Richard sighed.

“I don't recall ever telling you I was mature, you just assumed that.” I retorted, taking the last gulp of t