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Dialogue Color || #78AB46
Thought Color || #577A3A
We were the King and Queen of promise. We fell victim to ourselves.
Alice was so relieved that it was actually him and not one of the chefs. She felt a bit more at ease when the boss, manager, and chef weren't here to yell at her to pick up the pace or clicking their tongues due to the fact that she had broken another dish. "No, I'm alright," Alice replied to his first question. "I just-" she hesitated at his last question. He seemed to forget all about the earlier accident, or so it seemed. Should she really bring it up? "I wanted to apologize," Alice bowed quickly, the maid training she had gone through drilled to her very core. "I'm sorry if I seemed ungrateful for your assistance." She straightened, smiling shyly. "The manager gives every maid a character and we have to stick to it like a script, so I didn't want to get in trouble by breaking character." Alice wasn't sure if he had already been informed of this, but she decided to tell him just in case. She also hoped it didn't come off as some sort of lame excuse.
"Actually, I think I'll take you up on that offer. If it isn't too much trouble," she didn't like walking home alone after dark, especially after some of the stories she had heard from her classmates and fellow maids. Girls disappearing in the night, perverts waiting on street corners to snatch up whatever unsuspecting soul came their way. There was a nagging in the back of her mind, telling her she shouldn't trust someone she had just met but for some reason Alice felt as though she already knew Dai, as if she had known him forever despite the fact that she had only noticed him for the first time today in homeroom.
Another question rose in the back of her mind. Did she really want him seeing where she lived? The dump of an apartment building that she resided in with her mother and no-show father. Dai was one of the popular boys in school, if he told anyone, no doubt the other popular girls would give her more grief. Thankfully Pen managed to keep them at bay most of the time, but who knew what rumors could spur from such an event. "Do you need any help with those?" Alice asked, disembarking the train of thought and gesturing to the pile of wet dishes.