"Pick up your plates, Nate. That's the least you can do around the house," I shouted at my teen in a high decibel.
"Mom! I get tired doing the same chore three times a day." he retorted.
I stopped stirring the pot and gave him a confused look as if he had just declared that he has graduated from college; without going to one.
He saw that look and muttered, "A teen's life is all about being with friends, and in these times, I've been eating home-cooked food. That is such a chore," and he let out a sigh!
In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about chores.