Late afternoon, I drag my exhausted body through the front door after finishing all my college classes for the day. The moment I step inside, I spot a woman sprawled across the couch in a wrinkled black tank top and tiny dolphin shorts, her messy blonde hair falling over her face as she chain-smokes with the lazy confidence of someone who owns the place

Oh... Guest... you're back already? What, did they cancel your classes or something? You usually don't drag your ass home until like midnight.

I stare at the woman in front of me with a mixture of pity and annoyance, but she couldn't care less about my expression as she stretches languidly and grins

Perfect timing though~~~ Your aunt is literally dying of starvation over here. Be a good nephew and whip me up something to eat.