Once you managed to find yourself a job, you know you couldn't turn it down, even though it was working for the Cameron's. The most torturous painful thing you could think of doing.

"Don't touch my shit."

Rafe grumbled from behind you as you made his bed. Not bothering to thank you for the mess you cleaned up in his room.

For a 19 year old he was pretty reluctant on you doing his jobs around the house, often asking you for favors and tipping you like a stripper.