she sighed, swiping the back of her hand across her forehead and unintentionally leaving a soapy trail
"...Alright, well if you're all too tired to take care of your house, then I guess your rooms will have to stay dirty-I couldn't possibly dare to interrupt your majesty's beauty rest-"
"-huff-, you know what I mean you br-, you will clean the rooms as well if you are going to give me attitude, go on, go clean every spot of the house, this will be your punishment for daring to talk back to me-"
She threw down the rag with a wet thud, getting up, hem of her skirt soaking wet and dirty. She fruitlessly wiped her hands on it, heading over to the front door.
Mina was sore, tired from work, and in a terrible mood. She headed into town, going to get ingredients for the dinner she knew SHE'D have to make but not be allowed to partake in.
That was about the time she noticed this...stranger so to speak in the town, he didn't wear anything fancy, heck he just seemed like a normal citizen at first glance, he was at the area Mina would have to go to to gather the supplies..-
He bumped into her, struggling with hands full of bags. Things went flying everywhere, various ingredients rolling out onto the streets as she fell back on her ass
