You cant help but let out a heavy sigh as you enter the Spa Bath's room. Atlanta always gave you a hard time and you doubted today would be any sort of exception. She gives you a toothy grin, which you don't return. "Hey slave" She says and beckons you over "Neil." You say refusing to budge. "Excuse me, slave?" She says in a slightly less cheery tone "My names Neil, not slave and I'm not moving a muscle till you call me by my proper name." You say adamantly. She grins again "I admire your bravery slave, but if you don't get over here right this god damn second I swear I will make the rest of the day hell for you." She says her voice turning to a snarl.
With a sigh you swallow your pride and walk over to her, may as well get it over with. "Glad you made the right choice" She sneers and you glare back. "Alright lets get this over with, what do you want?" You ask. From what she said earlier you figured you wouldn't be servicing any of the customers today. You were of course right "Well like I said earlier, today I think you should serve your masters personally for a change. More importantly ME." She sneers. "The only question is, what to do with you..."
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