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Jason stumbled downstairs to the medicine cabinet to grab some ibprofuen. He found Esme, and him, still being drunk, went up and hugged her. "Heyy..." He mumbled, still tipsy. |
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Esme stiffened up immediately. "Hey.." she mumbled, wriggling out of his arms. She didn't know him like that... |
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"Sorry..." He mumbled. "I'm still drunk I guess. I'm sorry for causing chaos or whatever I did." He muttered, voice gravelly. He set a firm hand on her shoulder in attempts to comfort her. |
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"Yeah, um, im just here to do my job, sir. Kitchen maid," she said firmly, stepping away. |
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"Sorry..." Jason turned to grab the bottle of ibprofuen and walk back to his room, shuffling softly down the long hallway to the master bedroom at the end of the hallway. |
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Esme sighed. She felt bad; he seemed like a lonely man, but she didn't know him or his intentions. She'd only met him a few days ago, and there had been nothing between them before tonight, when he was drunk during their interactions. |
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Jason flopped back down on the bed, groaning from the migrane he had. He had been a bit rough and over-the-top with Esme, even though he was drunk, he still felt awful about it. He wouldn't be suprised if she quit sometime soon. He'd done this with one other maid, and ended up with a huge hand print across his face, which had been sore for weeks. |
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Esme finished cleaning up. She bit her lip and sighed, filling up a glass of water and silently bringing it to Jason, placing it on his bedside table before leaving. She shut off the lights and wandered down to her room, taking a shower and getting ready for bed. |
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Jason was asleep when Esme set the water on the table, but he woke up soon after and realized she had done that. He sighed, running a hand through his now touselled hair. He got up, drank the water, and went to go put the cup in the dishwasher as he grabbed at the usual spot where he always had his breakfast smoothie, but it wasn't there; he kept forgetting Esme was new and he didn't tell her, so he made one. |
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Esme slept like a baby that night, her bed was so comfortable and warm, that she woke up late. She rushed to get up, throwing on some clothes before rushing to the kitchen, finding Jason already up and making a smoothie. "Oh- sorry, sir, I overslept, would you like me to make anything for you?" |
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