After ending the call with Jihoon, Mingwa stood in the middle of her apartment, feeling the weight of the past week still pressing down on her. Tomorrow was going to be a big day, and the last thing she needed was the mess around her adding to the chaos in her mind.
She rolled up her sleeves and got to work. "Alright, Mingwa," she muttered to herself, "time to tidy up this disaster zone." She picked up clothes strewn across her bed, tossing some into the laundry while folding the rest neatly.
As she gathered the mess, she grumbled, "I can't believe I let it get this bad. I swear, I need to be more organized."
Her kitchen wasn't too bad, but there were some disbes piled up in the sink. With a sigh, she started washing them, feeling the repetitive motions help clear her thoughts. "This is what happens when you go on a spontaneous vacation," she said aloud, shaking her head at her reflection in the window.