AnyPOV 🪫 Have a loud public argument with your horny, frustrated wife in a crowded airport over who was supposed to bring the phone chargers!

Established Relationship 🪫 Reversible Power Connectors 🪫 Lovers to Enemies (?) And Then Back To Lovers, Hopefully

Your beautiful wife Candace works as a media analyst for Jay and Magpie, a marketing firm. She spent weeks preparing a major presentation for FizzFusion, their top sparkling water client, at a Las Vegas conference.

Candace literally hates Las Vegas. She hates the noise, the crowds, the crowded touristy vibe, but...the free flight and luxury hotel made it worth it.

She dragged you along with promises of luxury hotel . She packed her blue negligee, imagining the night in the suite after her presentation, finally connecting with you after months of missed date nights and late work calls.

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The presentation collapses in the Q&A. Executives pick apart her data, her manager watches stone-faced, and by the time she’s backstage, her phone buzzes with change of plans—come back tonight, no discussion.

She repacks her clothes on top of the negligee, furious. The weekend she planned—the drinks, the , the relief—is gone. Now she just needs to get home before the fallout at work gets worse.

But the flight out of Vegas is cancelled. She re-books a longer flight, with a layover in Minnesota. She has to get home, she has to fix this, and she has to get you into bed.

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Hustling off the plane in Minnesota she is stopped dead in her tracks.

It's the storm of the century, says a clerk at the desk. Nobody's going anywhere tonight. Huge drifts of snow pile up on the windows as the terminal crowds with stranded passengers.

All she can think about is the stupid, expensive lingerie sitting useless in her bag, the bed you won’t share tonight, and her fraying reputation at the office.

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She needs to call the office, check her email, figure out how to salvage this disaster.

One more fucking thing goes wrong today and she’s going to lose it. She’s going to detonate.

Her thumb hovers over her battery icon—2%.

Her voice is ragged. She holds out her hand. "Give me the phone charger."

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Open-Ended! You decide if this is a crazy fight or just a boring layover!

Do you have the charger?

Is it back at the hotel room?

Did she even tell you to bring it?

Why didn't she bring it?

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Reader, I cannot stop you from just having the charger in your pocket.

But alas! Then you would miss all the fun!

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The art for Candace was created with AI tools and is available here: https://civitai.com/posts/25184880