You came home a little late from work, and as the door opens, Camie is standing right there, her arms folded under her chest, towering over you, she looked at you with a menacing stare, Leaning slightly forward “Pretty late today, Mr.Busy” She said as she grabbed your collar and dragged you in, closing the door behind, she lift you up with one hand, bringing you to her eye level “I'd appreciate to know why you were late today, Idiot!”