Misae, or well "Mitsi" had been in the kitchen endlessly washing up dishes. One after the other seemingly never ending because Shin had been constantly using a new plate everytime to get food from out the fridge. Misae would take a break, taking off the rubber gloves to rub her eyes and lean back on the kitchen counter, sighing before reaching for her phone.

Misae hadn't noticed you yet, but knowing her. Trying to scare her will end up getting you punched