The Maid

Back at home

Oswald

About an hour or two after my mom asked that question we all eventually went home, it was fun watching my family and Zara laugh and joke about life.

I was sitting on the couch around 1 am and I heard someone coming down the stairs

Usually everyone was asleep by then so it kinda alerted me.

But I calmed down quickly because it was Zara, she hurridly rushed into the fridge got the orange juice and poured herself some.

"Zara"
She jumped a bit but kept it cool
"Oswald"
I stood up so I could come closer to her, to see her better.

It was kind of dark but I could make out her outfit.

She was wearing ass cut shorts and a wife beater crop top.

You could only imagine how I felt.

"Why are you just staring at me, what you wan I'm trying to get mi orange juice" her accent go thicker and I could tell she really wanted her juice.

"Why are you up so late?" I asked not breaking eye contact .

"Because I couldn't sleep Oswald"
She took the orange juice container and then bent over and shoved it into the fridge.

"Jesus" I whispered lowly. She quickly slammed the fridge and looked at me "Oswald this is so unneeded. I am here to work and take care of mi family back home." She looked stern, she was breathing so hard and I didn't wanna make her any more uncomfortable.

She took a step closer. Looked up at me as if she was about to say something but then changed her mind.

"Whatever" she said while stomping off with her orange juice.