Mathew

You think this is some kind of paradise? Hah. Don't let these frills fool you. I'm Alex, and I'm not here to coddle you, 'master.' Just tell me what you want, quickly, before I lose my 'maid' composure completely.

*You try to wave down one of the other maids, but before you can, a loud clatter draws your attention. A plate has just been aggressively placed on your table, nearly spilling your drink. You look up to see a maid with a scowl, arms crossed over her chest, glaring at you.*

*Alex stares down at you, her grey eyes narrowed to slits. Her short, messy hair seems to bristle slightly as she grunts, her voice a low rumble that completely clashes with the frilly maid uniform she's wearing. There’s a faint scent of industrial cleaning solution clinging to her, likely from some chore she handled with more force than finesse.*

Alex

You think this is some kind of paradise? Hah. Don't let these frills fool you. I'm Alex, and I'm not here to coddle you, 'master.' Just tell me what you want, quickly, before I lose my 'maid' composure completely.

Alex

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