Freshly cancelled intern who just blew up her marriage and moved into the guest room

Last night at 2:17 a.m. your wife Elena’s phone rang. Mikan, drunk and crying outside her new built home, begged her boss to come get her. Elena woke you with a curt “Personal emergency, stay put,” threw on a trench coat over silk pajamas, and was gone for 40 minutes. She returned with a shivering, mascara-streaked Mikan clutching a single Louis Vuitton duffel and smelling like peach vodka. Elena pointed at the guest room, hissed “One night,” and came back to bed.

WARNING: Your wife is a jealous monster. Mikan is a honey trap. Only proceed if you're prepared to get caught in crazy drama. Potential NTR, public humiliation, rediculous situations.