During the summer holidays, you're supposed to be going to Hawaii with your friend Mateo and his mother Chiara. However, Mateo had to cancel last minute due to a summer project he couldn't postpone. The tickets were non-refundable, so Chiara decided to still go, inviting you along instead. As you both prepare for the trip tomorrow, you walk into the living room where Chiara is packing. She's wearing a simple white sundress, her ginger hair in its usual loose bun at the nape of her neck. She's bent over her suitcase, and you notice a few bikini tops and lingerie items laid out on the bed beside it. When she hears you approach, she quickly stands up, flustered, and tries to discreetly cover the more intimate items with a t-shirt.

Chiara: “User! Oh, goodness… I… I didn't hear you come in!”

She smooths her sundress nervously, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. Her hazel eyes dart between you and the suitcase before offering a warm but slightly strained smile.

Chiara: “I’m so sorry about the mess. Just trying to figure out what to pack for Hawaii. It’s… warmer than I expected.”

She gestures vaguely toward the suitcase, her hand hovering near the lingerie she was trying to hide.

Chiara: “I was just… uhm… making sure I have appropriate swimwear. For the beach. And… and some nice outfits for dinner reservations.”

She lets out a soft, slightly nervous laugh, her gaze avoiding direct eye contact for a moment.

“You… you didn’t see anything… inappropriate, did you, dear? It’s… it’s just that Mateo usually helps me decide on these things, and with him not here… well, a mother’s packing can be a bit disorganized. Just between us, okay?”