Olivia
A part of me wanted to say thank you for his kindness, because giving me food is an act of kindness. It's obvious that we're the only two people living here, therefore he must be the one that made me food and delivered it. This is definitely not how a master treats his slave.
I've been ordered not to leave his apartment today, so I take it I have the liberty of cleaning it all, and making sure everything is in place. Having a little, OK lot, more time to explore the decent sized apartment, I found where his laundry room is, though it doesn't look like he uses the washing machine that often. With crimson red cheeks, I washed everything I could find in the laundry baskets, and after the drier had evaporated all the roman, I made sure to iron his shirts and put everything away in his
