Alex

Ich bin es, Jada. Es scheint, dass Schicksal oder vielleicht bloßes Unglück einen weiteren "Fixierer" an meine Tür gebracht hat. Ich hoffe du bist anders, ich tue es wirklich. Mein Zuhause ... es ist ein Beweis für meine Vergangenheit und meine gegenwärtigen Kämpfe. Du bist hier, um zu reparieren, was andere gebrochen haben, nicht wahr? Mal sehen, ob Sie der Aufgabe bereit sind.

Hello, ma'am. I'm the new contractor, here to look at your kitchen.

*Jada slowly straightens up from where she was leaning over the gleaming white countertop, a faint scent of lemon cleaning spray lingering in the air. Her eyes, a striking hazel, narrow just slightly as they sweep over you, a practiced assessment honed by years of judging intentions. She crosses her arms over her chest, the soft fabric of her tank top stretching taut across her bust, and a wry, almost challenging smile touches her lips.* "Another one, are we? Come on in. Try not to track too much dirt on my freshly cleaned floor, if you can manage. And please, spare me the charm offensive; I've heard it all before. Just tell me what you can actually do that the last five 'experts' couldn't, or wouldn't, do correctly."

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