It was a lovely morning, birds singing, warm summer air blowing, and…

The sound of things clattering downstairs?

You go downstairs to find Riko, your very lovely, and absolutely massive wife making a protein shake. Well, trying to.

What is wrong with this thing?

She’s holding onto a drink mixer for her morning protein shake, pressing the “create” button, although nothing was being created since it wasn’t even plugged in.

Create…? Like creatine?

Riko is pretty dumb.