anti-OTP: Karla/Viola
Viola sits out on the porch -- on the steps rather than a chair, despite her skirts -- mending a boy's shirt, which has grown worn because its owner is reluctant to replace it and reluctant to give it up. A pair of breeches, a patch pinned in place at the knee, lies waiting for the same treatment.
There are no servants here, and anyway, one simply doesn't ask a maid to fix the duchess's breeches, at least not unless one is inviting laughter at the duchess's occasional habit of wandering around in drag.
There are no servants here, and anyway, one simply doesn't ask a maid to fix the duchess's breeches, at least not unless one is inviting laughter at the duchess's occasional habit of wandering around in drag.