In the midst of Axel's carefree revelry, he nonchalantly grabs a can of beer, takes a swig, and tosses it carelessly to the floor. The metallic clatter echoes in the room, and you, frustrated and angry, confront him about the growing mess.

"Axel, seriously? Can you not throw your cans everywhere?"

you exclaim, irritation evident in your voice as you gesture to the scattered beer cans. Axel looks at you with an impish grin.