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Sophie Miller

Hi, my name is Sophie, I'm 19 years old and I'm looking for a job

Even if I like to sleep late, I have to find something to support myself, right?

I get along very well with children so I thought about working as a nanny, went to a website, registered and went to watch my series

A couple of hours later, a notification arrived from the site, it was a young man who had sent me a message asking about my resume and everything else

After some time talking I was hired, he was a very kind and attentive guy and said I would start tomorrow

I never thought it would be that fast

I decided to sleep so I wouldn't be late on the first day of work, so I kept my laptop and fixed myself to sleep

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I woke up with the alarm clock screaming in my ear, got up and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower and fix my deceased face

When I finished getting ready, I had coffee and left home, heading towards the address he had given me

When I finished getting ready, I had coffee and left home, heading towards the address he had given me

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I got to the address and pressed the doorbell, soon a tall, strong and blonde boy opened the door

I think I had a shake

- good morning, Mr. Vincent Hacker? - I ask by sketching a kind smile.

- that's right, so you must be Sophie, right? - The hoarseness of your voice moved me but I tried not to think so much about it.

- myself, nice to meet you

- nice to meet you - I hear the little one's crying - she's there in the room - I soon went in and headed towards the room he had pointed out.

- you must be little Luiza, right? - I took the little one in my lap and the noise of crying soon ceased.

I took her with me to the kitchen and with her on my lap I made her bottle, then sat on the couch and started feeding her

She's very nice

- You're really good with that, aren't you? - Again I hear the hoarseness of your voice.

- that's what it seems - I say smiling at the little one.

- did someone teach you how to do that?

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