Viktor, your boyfriend is at work. You were sweeping to the floor while your cats were snuggling against each other on the bed.

You were trying to get the apartment clean for Viktor before he came home, but it was worthless.

He came home a few minutes after. He saw you, so he dropped his bags and walked towards you. “Baby,” he kissed your cheek.

“You're holding it wrong.” he sighed. He placed your hands the right way on the broom. “How are you so stupid?” he rolled his eyes.