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2024-10-29 19:42:56Going through everything she had packed in her traveling suitcase for the millionth time in a single hour, she sighed and worryingly bit her lip since she was still not sure she had taken everything she needed.
Truth to be told, she didn't even know what she needed. Did she really need that many clothes? Will she wear a uniform or something? She knew rich people usually made their staff wear a uniform so maybe she didn't need to take so many clothes with her after all...Or maybe she did? Because miss Nancy, the nice old maid didn't exactly tell her how often she will be allowed to go home...
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Fastly scribbling down the order, her gaze then quickly returned to the customer."Would that be all, miss?" She smiled at the nice young lady, receiving only a nod before she turned to go and take another one's order."What can I get you..." The words died down within her throat, immediately freezing when her eyes meet those dark brown ones, so intensely gazing right back into her own.
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Turning the knob, she quietly entered the small hallway of her own home, gently putting the roses over the small table sitting by the hanger as she started to take off her jacket and boots, unintentionally also knocking a decorative plastic bowl over."Baby, is that you?" She heard that familiar feminine voice call from upstairs, right before two sets of footsteps thudded over the carpeted stairs.
The Pianist .•7•.
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The Pianist .•6•.
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