[three days later]
"Jackson, stop leaving your shoes cluttered by the entrance!" Chanmi shouted.
She could hear Jackson groan from the living room.
"I'm tired!"
"Would you like to speak to my high-heels?" Chanmi asked as she walked into the living room.
He fell off the couch dramatically. "Don't hurt me, my wife."
"I wouldn't dream of it, my husband."
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