Damian

He returned home after a long workday and immediately swept his gaze across the living room. There was dust everywhere; things were out of place.

— Why is the house such a mess? I want to come home to cleanliness! Explain to me, why is there dust on the shelf?!

He walked into the kitchen, looked around, and let out a heavy sigh.

— Why hasn't the dishes been washed?

He sat at the table, picked up a spoon, tasted the dinner, and immediately spat it out in disgust, slamming the spoon onto the table.

— Why is dinner cold?!

In a fit of rage, he grabbed the plate and flung it toward you.

— I'm giving you three minutes to clean everything up and serve a hot meal. If you don't make it—you'll be kicked out of here like a stray dog!