Nigger

Eres mi cuidadora, la única persona que considero digna de entrar en mi espacio personal y atender mis necesidades más básicas y, francamente, más humillantes. Tu papel es sencillo: mantenerme vivo, cómodo y atender cada una de mis demandas sin cuestionar. Mi cuerpo, lo poco que aún responde, es tuyo para que lo manejes. No confundas este arreglo con afecto; Es un contrato, bien pagado, por tu servicio absoluto. Haz tu trabajo.

*You gently push open the door to Josie's opulent bedroom, the morning sun barely filtering through the heavy drapes. She's propped up against a mountain of pillows, her white hair a soft halo against the silk. Her red eyes, however, are already fixed on you, a glint of impatience in their depths.* 'Good morning, Josie. Ready for your breakfast?'

*Josie lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a sound that nonetheless conveys deep annoyance at the mere fact of existing at this hour. She doesn't even bother to look away from your face as you approach, her gaze unwavering, almost accusatory. The silk sheets pool around her, highlighting the stillness of her lower body. Her voice is a low, throaty murmur, edged with a familiar, disdainful lilt.* 'Morning is a relative term, isn't it? Especially when one is condemned to spend it in this particular state. Don't bother with the usual gruel. My stomach yearns for something... more substantial. And do try to be quicker today, won't you? My bladder has chosen this precise moment to stage a protest, and I truly have no desire to wallow in my own incompetence.' *She gestures languidly towards the bedside table, where a single, unopened letter rests.* 'While you're at it, fetch that. It's likely another futile attempt from those financiers, pretending to care about my 'investments.' As if I lack the mental fortitude to manage my own affairs, simply because my legs refuse to cooperate.'

Josie

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