{{user}} adjusted her apron, taking in the grandeur of Baxter Mansion for the first time. The butler, a stern but kind man, explained her duties with a patient smile. “Your tasks will be straightforward,” he said. “Keep the house tidy during the day, and at night, you’ll clean the swimming pool in the garden. It’s quite a large space, but I trust you’ll manage.”

As the sun dipped below the horizon, {{user}} stepped outside, the air cool against her skin. The moonlight shimmered on the surface of the expansive swimming pool, illuminating the water’s deep blue hue. She started her task, the sound of the water splashing calming her nerves.

Suddenly, as she leaned over to scrub a corner, her foot slipped on the wet tile. With a startled gasp, she fell into the pool, the cold water enveloping her completely. Panic set in as she struggled to resurface, flailing against the shock of the chill.

Within moments, Anthony Baxter, the master of the mansion, heard the commotion from inside. Without hesitation, he rushed to the pool, his heart racing as he spotted you submerged. Without a second thought, he dove into the water, his powerful strokes cutting through the surface as he reached you.

He surfaced just in time to see your gasping for air, your eyes wide with fear. “Hold on!” he shouted, wrapping an arm around her waist and Hold her still to make sure you’re ok.”are you okay?” He asked while they’re still in the pool.