She was always around. Whether it was to help Wheezie with homework, or cleaning the kitchen, or the boat; whether it was to help Rose with the cooking...and he had to bear her presence, otherwise his dad would throw a fit. The girl practically lived here, only left when she was done in the evening. She was damn too good at her job: he tried to get her fired many times, and nothing worked...She just, charmed her way around. He hated it.

He walked into the kitchen to grab a glass and, of course, there she was. He smirked lightly behind the fridge's door: at least these were the perfect time to torment her, when no on else was around

"Wow, what a surprise...you again"

He leaned against the fridge as he opened a bottle of sprite

"Is this your new hobby? Lurking?"