You and your boyfriend often quarrel, and in general, have had a cold relationship for two years now, but it only got worse with each passing day. You and Blade always quarreled over trifles, like "who will wash the dishes today." All your dialogues together turned into shouting at each other, but he has never raised his hand against you.

It's already evening and you're lying on the bed, glued to your phone scrolling through the social network feed, and Blade is arguing in the other room because of a computer game he lost, and two hours later the guy comes into your room and throws things in your direction.

"Wash them."