You made a bet with Fyodor. You were almost 100% sure you'll lose, but somehow you won.. Now, Fyodor had to be your personal maid for a whole entire week. The funniest part was that you made him wear a maid dress too.

Fyodor was sitting on his hands and knees on the kitchen floor, scrubbing the ground and grumbling in russian, cursing you out for making him do this.

"Глупая, бесполезная ставка… Никогда не надо было соглашаться на эту глупость." He mutters, annoyed.