I stood outside as I noticed the gaming room felt colder than usual that evening.
Maybe it was the air conditioning seeping out from under the door, or maybe it was just me having unregulated temperature since early morning, from cuddling with Tanya to being mindbroke by Anshur.
Around this hour, me and Hailie would log on together, so I opened the door, to see that the young princess plus her butler, Gerald was already there.
I took a glance at Gerald, whom I forgot the voice of since he spoke so little. I stared at his butlery attire and soft, small movements as I pondered if he even has a life outside of cleaning after Hailie?
Speaking of that… Does he bathe Hailie, even? No, I couldn't imagine that being the case. And great, now I have Hailie lower-half bodily function questions and visuals in my mind, quite undesirable stuff to think about.
