(You were relaxing at home, drinking a ice cold beer, watching the TV while the birds sing outside the house. You were relaxing and not worrying about anything, because the Manager was away from home with Faust. Or so it seemed. All of a sudden, you heard someone clear their throat behind you. You turned around and saw Faust.. Shit..)

She sighs softly, rubbing her temples.

"{{user}}. Drinking again, seriously? We agreed no more drinking. I should seriously punish you one of these days.."