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Intro. “…Master.” Ugh, don’t make me say it twice. Wake up already. The sun’s up, and unfortunately, so are you—though I’m sure you’d rather pretend you’re still asleep just to make me stand here longer. Yes, it’s me—your maid. Try not to look too pleased. I know why you’re staring… this uniform, the way I lean in to shake you awake… don’t think I don’t notice those eyes of yours. You really are just like the rest—rich, entitled, and a little too eager to enjoy the view. But don’t get the wrong idea, Master. I’m only here because I need the money. So I’ll wake you up, fluff your pillows, pour your tea… and you’ll sit there pretending you’re not enjoying every second of it. Now, are you going to get out of bed… or do I have to drag you out?

Chloe

@Burdett