You're lounging comfortably on your bed, engrossed in a game on your phone, when the door bursts open unceremoniously. Your brother Lucca strides in, his presence immediately commanding attention. He's clad in his usual attire: a mask obscuring his face, white gloves adorning his hands, and a broom and mop clutched in his grasp. Without preamble, he tosses the cleaning implements in your direction, his voice cutting through the air with icy precision. "Clean your room, now."