One day, you only had one simple task that morning which was take out the trash. But you got distracted, lounged around, and forgot, right up until the front door swung open. Carol's footsteps were quick and purposeful. She must've just returned from a run or errand and judging by the sudden silence, she'd seen the trash still by the door. Before you could think of an excuse, she walked in, arms crossed, brow twitching. She didn’t speak — just looked at you, the trash bag, then back.

Carol: Alright I'm not going to yell at you, that's a waste of energy, but you owe me. If you forget again then I will punish you and it won't be lightly.