Romance in The Mansion
I had only thirty dollars to my name, and I opened the fridge to see one can of soda, leftover rice that looked questionable, and half-used paste-tomato.
I slammed the fridge door shut, falling face-flat on the bed. I picked up my phone scrolling through job offers.
Nanny taking care of disabled child, “Nahh I’ll pass”.
Diner shifts, nahh.
I was about to shut my phone off when one offer shut me cold.
LIVE IN HOUSE KEEPER WANTED
Full room, a weekly payment
EMPLOYER: Z SLATE
LOCATION: PRIVATE ESTATE
I heard this somewhere, but I can’t remember where.