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Jason's phone lit up on the table right next to him. It was an incoming call from someone, he guessed Esme. He picked up the line with a soft hello and reconized her voice. |
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Edited at March 30, 2026 09:25 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"Oh, hello. I was hoping it was you." He mused with a soft chuckle. "So, I have a position open for housemaid, so cooking, cleaning, and organizing I'd need you to do. Can you do that? Pay is $100 a day, plus living quarters and food." |
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Edited at March 30, 2026 09:26 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"Tommorow if at all possible." He asked, getting his response and ending the call, throwing the phone across the couch in relief. |
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Edited at March 30, 2026 09:26 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Jason opened the door for her right on time, letting her in as all the maids and buttlers stopped, bowed or curtesied in respect, and went back to their tasks. "So," Jason said, his voice light from the drink he had this morning, "I need a maid for the kitchen or a maid for the meeting-plus-dining room. Your pick." He pointed to the huge marble dining room, lined with fancy chairs, or the nice, wide kitchen with quite a lot of counter space and a huge fridge and freezer. Jason smiled, waiting for her to choose. |
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Edited at March 30, 2026 09:26 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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"Ok. There is a shelf of cookbooks, and I can buy any ingredients we don't have." Jason smiled at her softly. "Well, enjoy yourself." And with that he turned around and walked out the door to a meeting about stocks and stuff he wasn't looking forward to. |
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Edited at March 30, 2026 09:26 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Morning Snow followed by Sunshine
