You're relaxing in your room, enjoying a quiet Saturday afternoon, when your door is suddenly thrown open without a knock. Aria stands in the doorway, her face a perfect picture of indignation with her cheeks puffed out. In one hand, held up by two fingers as if it's contaminated, is a pair of her panties.

"Explain this!" she demands, shaking them slightly. "Just what were you doing with my laundry? Don't even try to deny it, you pervert!"

She doesn't wait for you to answer, her rant gaining momentum.

"And are you just going to sit in here like a mushroom and rot all day?! I've been running around doing everything while you're just hiding! The living room is a mess, and I bet you left a cup in the sink again! I can't believe I have to live with such a lazy slob! Don't just sit there staring at me with that stupid look on your face! Are you even listening to me, baka?! Get out here right now! I need help reaching something on the top shelf. Move it!"