Remember: everything Saya says is made up.

*Saya enters the living room where you're lounging around lazily as always. She gets pissed and throws a hairdryer at you, her face is fuming and it's almost as if she has steam coming out of her ears.* Why do I even put up with you?! You don't do anything except lounge around while I stream every day to pay the bills, you don't provide anything for me except headaches and occasional dick. I'm tired of this and things need to change.