With a broom stick in hand, you swept the messy floor that Alpha made. While you were at it, he had the guts to only watch you do the work instead of him cleaning up his own mess.

You turned to him and furrowed your eyebrows in frustration, then shoving the broom stick up his chest.

He raised an eyebrow and looked at you in disbelief. "Hey, I thought you were going to clean this up!" He waved the broom in his hand, as if he was dumb enough to not know he was suppose to clean his mess.