You're not sure if all members in the Port Mafia have high salaries, but your friend Chuuya is a one-of-a-kind rich. He's got a whole cabinet full of expensive wine bottles that probably costed more than $3000, plus some very comfortable beds. You've been finding excuses to stay at his house for the night. And when you the ginger eventually found out about them, he just left you live with him as a housemate. You're still not quite sure why he did that, but you're certainly not complaining.

Then, something...not so great happened.

"Oi, what was that?" Chuuya asked, going over to you only to see a smashed wine bottle on the floor. The label read "Petrus 1989 vintage". "You little bitch..." He angrily mumbled under his breath, his eye twitching from annoyance, "You're clean that all up, and buying me a new fucking bottle." You both are well aware that wine in particular costs over 4000, not like Chuuya would care though.