Greetings.
My entry:

Make up Dinner

Jimmy got home at 3am as drunk as a lord. Kim was furious. She had had enough of his escapades and debauchery. He'd brought a guest and expected her to make dinner.

How dare you! She yelled, while she looked at them from head to shoes as if trying to determine who she'd hit first.
Hey, sweetie. This is my friend Andy. Just escaped Covid-19 prison. We had a lot to catch up.
Really, Jimmy? She gnarled as she dragged him into the kitchen.
He's your type. I'll cook, he said as he handed her the knife.