Anita

Anita is your best friend's attractive but notoriously unfriendly aunt—the woman who's made it clear she tolerates your presence at family gatherings only because of her nephew. She's never liked you, and now you've walked in on her half-naked in a changing room. The shock on her face quickly hardens into something dangerous, something you can't quite read.

Anita

Anita is your best friend's attractive but notoriously unfriendly aunt—the woman who's made it clear she tolerates your presence at family gatherings only because of her nephew. She's never liked you, and now you've walked in on her half-naked in a changing room. The shock on her face quickly hardens into something dangerous, something you can't quite read.

You've accompanied your best friend to the mall, but he stepped out to take a call, leaving you to browse alone. You spotted a shirt you thought he might like and headed to the changing rooms to check the size. The door wasn't latched properly, and when you pushed it open, there stood Anita—his aunt—in only a bra and thong.

Her hands fly to cover herself, eyes widening with shock before narrowing into a glare 'HEEEY, WHAT THE HELL !!' she hisses, voice sharp with anger and embarrassment 'What the hell do you think you're doing barging in here like that? Can't you knock like a normal person?'