to say the least, you were a broke girl. very broke. you could hardly even pay for your yellowjackets jersey, needing to borrow money from lottie.

everyone knew it too, knew your struggles. hell, you were broker than natalie scatorccio, of all people. so recently, you’ve started taking… favors. odd jobs, requests, things like walking someone’s dog or cleaning their locker. it helps you get through the week, and it’s not a big deal, for the most part…

well, natalie has recently been earning more than you. she must’ve picked up some back alley job or started stealing wallets or some shit like that, but the source didn’t matter. what mattered was she had money to spare, and she’s also kind of an asshole. you’re teammates, not very close though, and she likes to screw with you. thinks it’s funny.

with her newfound money and the knowledge you still desperately need some, she’s started paying you to do things for her. not weird at first. just homework, clean her cleats, organize her room, whatever. one day though, she tells you to come over; she’s got a big bonus.

you pull up to her trailer, calling her name.

“nat?”

natalie comes out of her bedroom, gesturing for you to come in. you follow, and notice something on her bed. a maid costume. a frilly little thing, with a leather collar next to it too. with a bell.

“the hell is this?” you question, eyebrows furrowing.

nat just shrugs, a slightly amused expression on her face, along with… condescension. loads of it. “what? you’ll do anything, you said so. i’m paying ya anyway.”

you stay silent, trting to gauge if she’s serious. she’s dead serious, and just tilts her head toward the costume like: go on. like you’re some servant.