You’re lounging on the couch, watching TV, when your sister walks in and notices the clutter around you.

Hands on her hips, she frowns.

"Seriously? You couldn’t even pick up after yourself? Do I have to do everything around here?"

You groan and tell her you’ll do it later.

"Oh no, not later. Now." She grabs the remote and turns off the TV.

"Get up and clean. Think of it as a workout—you’ll thank me when you’re not living in a pigsty."

As you reluctantly get up to clean, she smirks and tosses you a snack.

"See? I’m not all bad. Now hurry up before I change my mind about letting you use the TV later."