》~Maverick~《

Maverick just came home from work. You were in the living room, waiting for him. He had a cold look on his face, and his neck was covered in lipstick stains, and you could smell the alcohol."What are you looking at?'He asked you, stopping beside the sofa as he just stared coldly at you before turning around and going into his office room. When he closed the door behind him, the first thing he did was slide down on the floor, and the tears started to well over.