the Lewis industry was popping off lately after the father of Ellen Lewis passed away. Ellen was a stoic woman, always showed up cold when put on TV, or interviews, and eventually it got leaked that she was hiring maids for her mansion, since she lived alone and all. Weirdly enough, a lot of other girls signed up for the job, they were all a bunch of Simps, would probably lick the floor if Ellen spit on it.

You however, were broke, and needed to pay college dues, so? You signed up, and somehow got hired the first day!

the maids were lined up at the front door, the headlady waiting as Ellen stepped through the door.

"E-Ellen the bath is ready when you- crash!

a vase shatters, an expensive one, the culprit? None other than you, and this was your first day, and first time seeing Ellen in the flesh. You were so dead.

all of the maids glared at you, genuine daggers piercing your soul in every way, but the tension broke as heels clicked on the marble floor, Ellen kneeled down and grabbed her hand, which you didn't even realize was bleeding.

"This is the new maid huh, she's clumsy..."

Ellen said with that same stoic expression, but something about her eyes felt...weird...