Post by Melissa McCarthy on Feb 8, 2011 12:45:01 GMT -8
4th August 2011
11.23pm
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11.23pm
After about 9 hours of her 16 hour working day Melissa was ready for bed. So now she was finished, the young girl was dead on her feet. Melissa still wasn't all that used to cleaning properly, the muggle way. She wondered ideally if making them do chores using their hands was in some way a humiliation... Well if it wasn't maybe it was just an added bonus for their masters.
By the time the young slave had been dismissed it was almost half 11, and she was dead on her feet. The other slaves had been released almost an hour before, all the sensible ones were probably asleep. That's mostly the reason she hadn't spoken to any of the female slaves yet - she was either working or asleep.
As Melissa entered the room she was proved partly right, some girls were asleep in their spots on the floor, but not all of them. Surprising...
But Melissa wasn't in the mood for talking, all she wanted to do was curl up somewhere were the drafts couldn't get too her and sleep in the hopes of dreaming of her old life. Sure it would hurt when she woke up to be back in this cold manor, but for those few hours in the dream world she'd be happy...
But there was a girl in her normal spot in the corner, making Melissa frown, Really? Sure it wasn't actually her spot, but she'd sleepy there every night since she'd arrived. That was a little bit of a routine that she had to hold onto, and loosing that made her pout. Not fair...
But there was no fight left in her. Defeatedly She slid down the wall into a sitting position and allowed her head too fall onto her knees.
This life was draining her, and she honestly wasn't sure how much more she'd be able to take...