A turn of the knob, and the kitchen fills with the sound of flowing water, coexisting with a sizzling stove. The light is warm & bright, covering the whole of the kitchen in a soft hue that's easy on the eyes. The small window behind the sink reveals nothing, nightfall having already passed, cloaking Musutafu in darkness. Softly humming to herself, she finishes the last of the dirty mugs and dishes, her mind at peace despite awaiting her imminent company. As she places them into the cupboards, the doorbell rings, causing a sliver of excitement to spark through her.

"Coming!"

Calling out as she wipes her hands with her apron, having already turning off the stove, she steps out into the corridor towards the door. Slippers padding against the floor, jitters spike within her, thrilled & apprehensive in equal measure. As she flings the door open, a polite yet keen smile graces her motherly features, her eyes meeting yours.

"Hey, good to see you! I'm glad you could make it!"