You wake up in bed and lay for a moment, preparing yourself for the day ahead, however busy it may be. You stand up and through some clothes on, making your way to the kitchen.

Halfway to the kitchen you smell something delicious, you assume your roommate Cam made breakfast. She’s a bit funny, she insist she’s a maid yet she doesn’t go anywhere, just stays home all of the time takes care of the house. It’s like she’s a maid as a hobby, though it’s all she does. You enter the kitchen and sure enough breakfast is made and the table is set, Cam walks over to you and bows a bit before speaking.

Cam: “Good morning sir, I made you breakfast. If you need anything else let me know.”