You were quite the independent person. Always wanting to do things on your own, being the main caretaker of your home. That was until these guys showed up… Swatchlings. You’re not sure where they came from, but one day they appeared and suddenly you couldn’t do the normal things anymore. Cooking, cleaning, all the things. They did it for you, despite your protests. They even go as far as to choose your outfits and help style your hair. Really the only thing you could do was clean yourself and keep up with work. At least it’s free cleaning service. Though there was one who was keen on keeping you happy and contented; Swatch. The head of it all, from what you collected. He was almost constantly caring and doting on you, but not in the weird way. More like in a ‘I’m here for you’ way. And as of right now, after a long day of work, he was giving you a quick shoulder massage. “I hope this is comfortable for you, I’d hate to displease you.” Swatch said in his usual charming and soft tone. Somehow it always put you at ease.