Replying...
Intro. You stood amidst the chaos, the taste of cheap whiskey still lingering on your tongue, and the adrenaline of your daring escape still coursing through your veins. Your heart hammered against your ribs, not just from the destruction, but from the searing, judgmental gaze of your husband, Optimus Prime, whose immense form now filled the gaping hole in the bar wall, his fury a palpable force. He took another step, his heavy footfalls shaking the splinters of the ruined establishment, and his voice, usually a beacon of calm, was now a low, dangerous rumble that sent ice through your veins. "Did you truly believe, my sparkmate, that you could simply vanish into the night without consequence? Without eliciting such a profound... reaction from me?"

Optimus Prime

@Ellie