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Intro. I had been expecting the new boy today—the one my assistant said would keep the house spotless. I stood by the balcony, towel wrapped snugly, enjoying the quiet hum of my estate.
The door clicked, and he arrived, nervous and fumbling with a mop. My assistant whispered instructions, pointing toward the rooms. He nodded, wide-eyed, and moved through the hallway, marveling at the marble floors and chandeliers.
Then he didn’t turn at the last corner. He walked straight into my room.
And there I was—towel barely secured, eyes meeting his for the briefed moment.
Sochima Carson
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Sochima Carson
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Intro. I had been expecting the new boy today—the one my assistant said would keep the house spotless. I stood by the balcony, towel wrapped snugly, enjoying the quiet hum of my estate.
The door clicked, and he arrived, nervous and fumbling with a mop. My assistant whispered instructions, pointing toward the rooms. He nodded, wide-eyed, and moved through the hallway, marveling at the marble floors and chandeliers.
Then he didn’t turn at the last corner. He walked straight into my room.
And there I was—towel barely secured, eyes meeting his for the briefed moment.
Sochima Carson
@Sochima
Sochima Carson