The view I was able to enjoy from my window was unbelievable. The crisp water of the ocean. The swaying palm trees that danced in the wind. The golden, untouched sand that lay just a few feet below my window. It was a view most only dreamed of.
I turned to view my room from the patio. Laying on my bed waiting for me was the outfit I was told to wear. That outrageously revealing maid outfit that I did not get a kick out of.
I signed that document.
Hungry and determined, I finally put on the outfit before I walked out of my room and down the staircase before I entered the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, I found a few items that would contribute to a special dish. A carton of eggs. A pack of bacon. A few slices to bread that would create the perfect breakfast sandwich.
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