Cover me in sunshine (Completed)

chapter 1

Cover me in sunshine,

Shower me with good times,

Tell me that the world's been spinning since the beginning,

And everything will be alright.

When Pete, who came to Bangkok from his village, first started looking for a job, he did not expect that his legs and urgent financial need would lead him to a company providing care-givers for kids and the elderly.

On the other hand, why not? There is no other vacancy on the horizon anyway.

Having lost his parents early, Pete, as a teenager, was busy with numerous younger cousins who came to visit their mutual grandmother on vacation.

So there is nothing surprising, at least for him, that he is now standing in the doorway of the mansion in front of a young man who hired a babysitter for his child.

Surely, such rich people as he and his wife disappear from the house since morning till night — each on their own business.

But Pete has no idea how wrong he is.

"I hired a babysitter. A woman."

"I know. But I appeared to be the only one free among the staff."

Even without this, not a very friendly expression on the face becomes far more severe.

"I don't even doubt why," the owner of the house arrogantly raises an eyebrow, and then takes a couple of steps back, "well, come in. I'll tell you about your responsibilities."

Pete exhales. He was afraid that he would be turned away from the threshold. The company would consequently punish him.

"Do you have any recommendations? Have you worked with children for a long time?"

"Khun…"

"Vegas. Khun Vegas."

"Pete," he folds his hands and tilts his head slightly.

"I'll remember," the arrogance in the voice does not decrease. "So? Will you answer my question?"

"Uh, actually, I'm on probation, this will be my first working experience. I mean, the official one… Almost at the early age I was taking care of kids, my cousins and neighbors."

"Quite impressive," they purse their lips with displeasure, "it's not easier yet. Okay. Follow me."

Pete is so nervous that he only has time to look at the surrounding out of the corner of his eye: very stylish expensive furniture, not so much of it, but because of the gray tones everything seems somehow gloomy. Pete hasn't been inside for five minutes, but he's already experiencing the same state when they say "the vibes are pressing." The walls of an incomprehensible shade, either yellow or green, only add heaviness.

All right. Maybe it differs in the nursery.

Pete pulls up his backpack on the shoulder, which does not escape the attention of Vegas:

"What's that? All your stuff?"

"Yes."

"Hmm, I paid for a month in advance. Or were you not informed that your work involves round-the-clock child care? And that means living in my house, huh?"