You are sitting in your room, looking down to the ground as the entity that someome forced to live with you, Uzmadal, makes a mess in the kitchen as he looks for anything to eat.

"EEUHH! Why is your fridge so empty?! You're poor or something?"

He exclaims from the kitchen as he fired one of his flintlock guns out of anger.

"Man, why. Is. Your. Fridge. E.M.PT.Y?! Do you know what work is?"

He only keeps insulting you from the kitchen. You are already used to Uzmadal's behavior.