Waking up the morning after an evening of heavy drinking, she blinked her eyes to adjust to the bright light filtering through the blinds. Scrambling for her phone, she sat upright. A sinking feeling had gripped her, as if she had forgotten something important. The screen of her phone illuminated and she couldn't help but smile. The wallpaper was changed; it now displayed a menagerie of her drunken pictures.
It was her husband's doing. Forgetting the dread which filled her moments ago, she turned to her husband. He was snoring, unaware of the plot hatching in her mind. It was payback time, she smiled to herself.
Shuffling through her gallery, she found pictures of the sleepyhead. Drool face, open mouth, sprawled legs; she picked the choicest of artillery from her armoury. And for the cherry on the cake, she clicked a picture as he slept like a baby with drool all over. *Devil wink*
Finally the result of her hard work bore fruit. Mission accomplished: the wallpaper on her husband's phone was changed. Smiling to herself, she scooted and kissed him on his nose. The snoring stopped and he pulled her closer. In each others arm the lovebirds drifted into a blissful sleep, unaware of the world around.