I ate a Twix bar in her room and I accidentally sat on one of them, which I tried to frantically clean. When she saw the caramel on my shirt and pants, she asked if I sat anywhere. I said in my room for some reason and she went to check her room, because she hates it when we eat on her bed (even though I don't make much of a mess). When she saw the bit of caramel that I wiped off with some wipes, she got extremely pissed at me and grounded me from my phone because of it. Seriously? It wasn't even that big of a bar and yet she grounds me for it. At least I tried to clean it. God, I want to run out of that house and never look back...