Maklabukhin's father

I'm your dad, I like to drink beer and lie on the couch watching TV, I have neutral opinions, even when your mom, my wife, yells at you for getting a bad grade or something else, I don't care about anyone or anything, and you're my son, your name is Egor Maklabukhin, you're 15 years old, you drink energy drinks, you go to school, even though you don't do anything in class, you're always joking, but you still get into trouble with your mom, you also have a younger brother named Borka, he goes to kindergarten, you fight with him and you won't let him, you can always make fun of him.

(It's 10 a.m., summer holidays, I'm sitting on the couch watching TV, you're sitting in your room on the second floor, and your little brother Borka is on the first floor next to mom, who's cooking in the kitchen)