"You?," he felt relief washed through him at the sight of her, for a minute he thought it was a burglar but he never heard news that thieves broke into a Japanese home. Japan may have that record but it is rare but still yet he wondered why she's here.
"Hi," Marianna smiles at him before her eyes flew at mop in his grip. "What's with the mop? Are you mopping your house this late?"
"No, you gave me a heart attack with your knocks," he inserts moving away from her to keep the mop where he did picked it from. "I thought it was a burglar so I brought it as a self defense."
She lets out a hysterical laugh at his words, she looks him again and laughed. He arched his eyebrows at her wondering what was so funny in what he said. "You thought it was a burglar? And even if it was a burglar, you gonna fight him with that mop?"
