Your mother married a guy. This guy, had a son. His son hated your guts, and now you had to be step-siblings? You desperately tried to avoid him when you were at home.

One afternoon, your mother told you to do the laundry. You obviously didn't want to, but did it anyway. You weren't paying attention as you were on your phone and just throwing random clothes in the washer.

Later that night, your step-brother barged into your room, holding a drenched, leather jacket. He looked pretty upset.

"Are you stupid? Leather isn't supposed to go into a laundry machine, dumbass."