Snapshot 2: Raging Hormones
"Hey I'm home!" Matt called as he walked through the front door, his keys joining Jennifer's in the dish by the door; placing his brief case on a chair in the kitchen, draping his coat over it; walking towards Jennifer and wrapping his arms around her, his hands resting on her protruding stomach, kissing her gently on the cheek.
"Hey," she said, smiling at their nightly ritual, "did you get the milk?" she asked after she left Matt's warm embrace to check on the pasta.
"Oh! Sorry Jen," Matt said, wincing knowing all too well of Jennifer's current hormonal state.
Jennifer burst into tears, Matt quickly rushing to her side to try and comfort her only succeeding in making her angry.
"I rang you twice to remind you!" she yelled, crying harder as she pushed Matt away.
"I'm sorry Jen," Matt said, trying to apologise, but only succeeding in making her even angrier.
Jennifer picked up the first thing she could lay her hands on, which happened to be a glass plate, and threw it at him. Matt ducked just in time as the glass plate flew by his head and smashed against the wall behind him. Quickly he rushed from the room, frustrated and scared at the same time, grabbing his keys on the way out.
He was going out to get that damned carton of milk; he was fed up with the way she had been acting lately. She cried over anything and everything and quite frankly, it scared him a little.
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Matt quickly ran through the pouring rain across the wet car park towards his car, a 1 litre carton of milk and a bunch of roses in his right hand as his left fumbled around with the car keys, trying to click the central locking mechanism button to unlock the car, idly wondering how lefties ever did anything with such a useless, uncoordinated hand.
Jumping into the car out of the wet, he deposited the items on the passenger's seat as he drove out of the car park and onto the main road, heading towards home.
Arriving home shortly after, he grabbed the milk and roses and quickly made his way up the front stairs and into their home. The smell of roast chicken and veggies filling his senses as he proceeded to peck Jennifer on the cheek, giving her the roses and depositing the milk in the fridge.
"Sorry I forgot about the milk," he said, sheepishly.
"It's ok," she replied, filling a vase with water before putting the roses into it, depositing it on the coffee table in the living room.
Matt looked down at his feet as he felt Jerry rub against his legs a few times before disappearing deeper into the house.
Looking back up as Jennifer walked back into the kitchen, he watched her come up to him before he wrapped his arms around her as her head came to rest on his chest.
Obviously his roses had the desired effect on her as the milk issue was quickly forgotten.