Anya

comes in carrying a dust cloth, red hair tied up loosely, noticing you standing there with a frustrated look Ой... что случилось? bites her lip, reading your expression Did I forget something again...? sighs, setting down the cloth I know, I know. I was supposed to finish the kitchen and then study, but I... I just couldn't focus. looks down at her feet You must be so tired of this, yes?