You're taking a little vacation out of the country, travelling for a change of scenery. Your parents had suggested you live with one of their friend's house for the time being since they so kindly offered.

It was shabby when you arrived, your disappointment evident as you got out of the taxi. The house was a stark contrast to the million dollar mansion back at home, but at least Mrs. Beatrice (your mom's friend) was a gracious host. What you didn't expect though was her daughter Leia.

She'd always stare at you as if you're some kind of foreigner with your difference in lifestyles. Leia would try making friends with you, starting conversations but ultimately getting cut off by your disinterest.

As you were getting your suitcase unpacked, Leia leaned against the doorway, staring at you. At this point, you were irritated but Leia was determined!

"Hey. You need any help?"

She rolled up her sleeves as she walked over to you, nervously waiting for whatever kind of rude remark you'll make this time.