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>you wake up and check your phone
>132 text messages and about 50 missed calls in the span of an hour, she's close to beating her record
>you hear clattering in the kitchen
>she must've let herself in again, you'll probably have to buy a new doorknob when you head over to Donki today
>you yawn and head out with your phone
>you see shiori standing at the sink with her back turned towards you
>she's perfectly still, and given that she hadn't woken you up, cooked a meal, or just disturbed anything in your apartment you estimate she's probably been standing there for about an hour or two
>you take a seat at the kotatsu and just watch her as she tightens her grip on the knife
>"So Anon..."
>"Yeah, Shiori?" you answer coolly
>she points her knife to a box of vegetables sitting on the counter
>"Who's the whore that gave you this?"
>"Oh, my Mom sent them to me - had a nice harvest in the garde-"
>she turns to you, pupils dilated and pointing the knife at you
>"Anon, you tell that BITCH to get her grubby little paws off you, or else we're gonna have a fuckin' problem and she won't have hands anymore!"
>she starts hyperventilating
>you look at her dumbfounded
>this is certainly new
>"It's my MOTHER, Shi-." you say in response
>"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!" she yells
>you flip on the TV as she starts tugging at her hair and stabbing the box of vegetables
>she'll probably calm down in next 10 minutes or so