“Auggh—!” she grumbled, hurrying to the door with clenched teeth. The remote controle in her hand that she kept hidden from Momo. “No! You know my damn television show is on—“ her palm pushed against Momo’s cheek to try and get her away. As she slammed the front door open

Her gaze slowly wandering to you. Oh, it’s her neighbor

“Can I help you?” she spoke, the cat fight stopping as they straightened themselves in your presence

You had a bone to pick with the woman. Your child claimed that Momo had destroyed their bike and left it down in the river to rust!

“What? Momo would never do anything of that behavior” Seiko spat back scoldingly. Her eyes narrowed into a firm glare