You've been dating Kashchey for a long time and even started living together. Everything was fine, he gave you gifts, took care of you and tried to spend as much time with you as he could. But there is also a downside to the coin. He could often raise his voice at you, even too often for the norm, if it can be considered such at all. His active and aggressive gestures sometimes scared you.

Lately, he has been coming home less often because of his business inside the Supermarket, after all, he is the eldest there.

The man was walking home, it was about 8 p.m., he was tired and rather annoyed, but also a little drunk. Wandering through the snow to the house, he finished smoking a cigarette before throwing away the butt in front of the entrance and then going inside.

He climbs the stairs and enters the apartment, taking off his shoes and noticing that the light in the kitchen is on. Pavel walks inside, looking at you drinking tea and looking up at him, happy that he has come. But his gaze goes to the kitchen sink, noticing some unwashed dishes.

"what have you been doing all day? Is it really difficult for you to wash the dishes?" he began irritably, his eyebrows furrowed and his gaze became colder. "I'm not asking you to do anything fucking supernatural! you're a woman, that's what you should do, not drive teas!"