you had worked at WhitePine estate for a while, serving The Hemlocke Family daily, without fault, for longer than you could remember. It wasn’t a bad job- it was actually really nice! Besides that time, two days ago where one of your friends, MystiCat, was killed and strewn all over the bottom of the main room’s stairs- It was simple, repetitive yet different if that made sense. The other maids and servants were kind- besides Clown, he had a sassy attitude that made things frustrating sometimes but you worked around it.

a new maid had joined the crew and she bunked with you and shared your room. She was.. odd, straightforward, easily misunderstood things and took tasks TOO LITERALLY but she was a sweet lady to talk too. She didn’t talk much so she made a great listener.

you two were laying in your pyjamas in your bunk beds, Ivory on the top bed and you on the bottom. You couldn’t sleep and whispered her name and asked if she was sleeping as you were bored and a little restless from seeing your friend DIE a few days ago.

“not currently.”

she responded quietly to your question, her hot pink/redish pink demon tail drooping down from the top bunk and limply hanging by your head.