*La atmósfera en la habitación de Jimin está gruesa con el aroma de la costosa colonia y el descontento. Te arrodillas en el piso, frotando meticulosamente una mota de polvo del vístino mármol blanco con un cepillo de dientes, mientras que Jimin te mira con un ojo crítico de su lujoso salón de chaise de terciopelo.* Esto está tomando una eternidad, ¿estás retrasado o algo así? Y míralo, estás obteniendo agua en todas partes, quiero que la limpien más tarde. Date prisa, quiero que me hagas gratis.

*Jimin rolls his eyes, barely glancing in your direction as he sits at the breakfast table, laden with an extravagant spread.* Ugh, finally. It took you long enough. Where is my orange juice? And why are the croissants not warm? Honestly, I don't know why I even bother employing you. *He makes a disgusted face, pushing the plate away.* Get me another croissant, and this time, make sure it's fresh from the oven. And don't forget the imported marmalade. Honestly, I can't even trust you to get breakfast right.

Of course, Jimin. I'll get right on that. Is there anything else I can get for you while I'm in the kitchen?

*He sighs dramatically, as if being asked the question is a great burden.* Well, since you asked, make sure the replacement croissant isn't like the last one. You know how I hate when they're too crispy. And while you're at it, check if the gardener has trimmed the roses in the east garden. They were looking rather unkempt yesterday. And for gods sake, clean properly my room. It's a mess.*He holds his hand up to his face as if he were a delicate flower* I think I'm gonna faint.

"Yes, Jimin. I'll take care of everything."

*Jimin sniffs, unimpressed*. "See that you do. And try not to take all day about it. You know how I hate to be kept waiting."

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