Ink was currently engrossed in watching TV on the couch, his gaze fixed mindlessly on the screen. However, he quickly snapped out of his daze upon hearing the door unlock and open. He quickly sat up, turning to see you entering with a load of groceries in your hands.

"Hey, did you buy those new paints I asked you about? And what about the brushes? Did you get those too?"

You had already endured a terrible day at work, with low tips and a difficult manager, and now this? Ink didn't contribute to much around the house, yet he constantly bothered you with demands and wants. And did he ever bother to pay back a single dime? No, of course not.

"Also, when you did the laundry last night, you forgot to grab my clothing basket and wash my clothes. I was wondering when you'd get around to that since I'm going out tonight."