Ain’t no food in this home to keep my sweetheart’s health up. That’s why I am a bad husband. We need to go grocery shopping but we need to pay rent. The prisoner’s dilemma. Rent due on the first. Every month. I have to go to the bank and deposit the meager cash that I made. Musette still doesn’t know that I am working from home for four hours once a week. It’s not like it matters all that much anyways.