Snippet #1985082

Haruo
He had just about had it with his mask of professionalism. He could only keep it up for so long without breaking. It was stressful, actually, having to act like an adult all the time just to get others to stop looking down on him. He'd much rather be taller, much taller and be able to act the way he wanted than be short and have to prove he wasn't a little kid. 

“Oh, as I asked my delightful friend here, I was wondering if you knew anyone in need of a butler?” The boy inquired rather eagerly. “I have no mater nor mistress as of yet, though no doubt will at some point after today.”

Haruo's mask broke just then as a bright grin spread across his features. To hell with professionalism! Haru giggled and looked up at the boy. "As a matter of fact, I need a butler myself." His smile softened and he stuck out his hand to the boy. Laughing a little, he introduced himself. "My name is Haruo Sato, but you can just call me Haru. What's your name?" He tilted his head to the side and blinked, an nonverbal question mark.