Damsel in Stress

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I'm stressed. Extremely stressed. These last few weeks, I've been trying to learn how to curtsy, but sadly I look like a waddling frog.
I have secretly been trying to teach myself etiquette lessons. In this body, Ariana is 15 years old. Her debut in society will be next year, but I've been trying my best to build a damn ladylike ass.
One question I have for this game: WHY MUST WE USE HONORIFICS IN EVERY F**KING SENTENCE?! And why do we have to bow to everyone we see????
I'm not used to this type of environment, but there's a saying, "when in rome, do as the romans do." To survive I must be completely ladylike, generous, and perfect.
I was reading some books about ladies etiquette when I heard my maid, Liza knock on my bedroom door, "Miss, may I come in?" I threw my book under my bed in a hurry, bumping my head. I winced to hold in the pain and coughed lightly, "U-um, enter." Liza opened the door and smiled at my sight. I remember Liza from the game a bit. She was always beside Ariana, even though she knew how Ariana was. She was like a mother to her because she was close friends with Ariana's mother before she passed away, so she always felt the need to protect her. Liza was there until her last moments, when she pleaded the male leads to spare Ariana.
I have to give props to Liza for always being with this stubborn, self centered idiot. I swear, if I ever come across the spirit of Ariana, I ought to teach her a lesson for putting such a loving person in so much pain.
Liza had a tea tray with her, and on it were some delicious chocolate cakes! Oh no, I think I might gain some weight in Ariana's 'beautiful slender' body.
I quickly grab the tray away from her and gobble down the cake, as I hadn't had anything for the whole day. I forgot my manners. Again.
Liza laughed lightly, "Miss, it's so good to see you so energetic. I didn't know how much you loved sweets. Should I try a new recipe?"
I quickly got a hold of myself and wiped the crumbs off my lips, remaining ladylike. Or trying.
Why do I keep embarrassing myself? Liza gently laughed and for a moment, even though she wasn't young and juvenile, I could see her beauty when she smiled so glowingly.
Liza. I promise I'll give you the best ending in this otome game.

{end of chapter 5}
Hope you enjoyed this chapter lovelies!

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