Basically, I'm here to clean your underwear
WHO: Elizaveta and Roderich
WHEN: Monday, September 6, 8:50am
WHERE: Roderich's Mansion/House
WHAT: Lizzy gets to play housekeeper.
She paused outside the enormous door, trying not to flinch. This was a house? Carrie must be getting paid millions for working with these kind of people! Speaking of Carrie, she scratched the back of her neck uncomfortably. She wondered if the woman was still as pushy as ever. Elizaveta could only imagine what this so-called 'brat' was like.
Checking the time, she noticed that she was nine minutes early. That was good, right? She looked herself over in the reflection of the glass windows. She had on a simple dress that was easy to clean and move around in given to her by her mother, and in the small apron pocket she had a few of her 'special' cleaning detergents she used for especially hard stains. A shoulder bag with her cell phone and wallet in it had fallen onto the ground. She had checked her phone a million times already. Nothing from Gilbert or Ludwig. Damn.
Looking at her watch again, she breathed in sharply and adjusted the handkerchief on her head. Well, then. It was about time.
She pressed the doorbell once and closed her eyes. Let's see what you got, aristocrat.