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Paisley Glynn

"In order to live a happy life, things need to be clean."

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a character in “Chilajara: A Romance”, as played by To the Moon and Back

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Paisley Glynn
Dialogue Color: #D61C63 || Face Claim: Madeline Ford


"In order to live a happy life, things need to be clean."



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Full Name: {Paisley Joyce Glynn}

{Paisley} From a Scottish surname, originally from the name of a town, which may ultimately be derived from Latin basilica "church". This is also a word (derived from the name of that same town) for a type of pattern commonly found on fabrics. {Likes}

{Joyce} From the medieval masculine name Josse, which was derived from the earlier Iudocus, which was a Latinized form of the Breton name Judoc meaning "lord". The name belonged to a 7th-century Breton saint, and Breton settlers introduced it to England after the Norman conquest. It became rare after the 14th century, but was later revived as a feminine name, perhaps because of similarity to the Middle English word joise "to rejoice". This given name also formed the basis for a surname, as in the case of the Irish novelist James Joyce (1882-1941). {Dislikes}

Nickname: {PJ} | {Initials of her first and middle name} | {Dislikes}
{Freckles} | {From the freckles on her body} | {Okay With}

Birth Date: August 4th

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Age: Seventeen; 17


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} Paisley stands at five feet and two inches and weighs one hundred and ten pounds. While being a bit short and tiny, she has always been able to get into those hard to reach places within the mansion, which made her perfect for the position of the maid. There was not a single spot in the mansion that had built up dust or gunk. Paisley has always taken pride in her small physique and not once allows anyone to put her down because of it.

} Paisley has inherited her mother's natural red locks and was also granted a body filled with beautiful freckles; in which she was granted the nickname, Freckles. Along with the red hair and freckles, she has vibrant green eyes. Everyone always seems to compliment her on her eyes and tells her how captivatingly green they are, but she always seem to get a chuckle out of that.

} Most of the time Paisley can be seen in very feminine types of clothing. She loves wearing the crop tops, the floral patterns, dresses, skirts, short shorts, etc. Paisley has always embraced her femininity, no matter what anyone thought about her for it. She loves her body and loves who she is so she was not going to let anyone start to make her feel otherwise.


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} If anyone who knows Paisley were to describe what kind of person she was, many of them would immediately point out how friendly and kept to herself she can be. Most of the time it takes her a little while to warm up to people in order for them to get to know her. She has always been a little worried about getting too close to people in fear that she would just get trampled all over in the end. Once she does open up, almost everyone she has ever met always seemed to adore her. Paisley has always been a tough person not to like, even when she doesn't want to be liked.

} Don't get this red head wrong though. Just like the saying about redheads having a fiery attitude, it is true in this redhead. It does take a lot to upset her, but once that fuse is lit, it only takes a short time for her to explode; but boy when she does you better hope you're not in her range or you will quickly regret it.

} Paisley is very passionate about everything she puts in effort to understand or complete. This usually causes a bit of stubbornness when it comes to having her mind changed on anything. She will hear people out, but no matter what she will never change her stance on what she believes unless there is evidence that she is wrong.


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Family:

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Garrett Glynn Father {Alive}

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Joan Glynn Mother {Alive}

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____ Glynn Brother {Alive}

Backstory:

} Paisley Joyce Glynn was born one sunny afternoon on August fourth to Joan and Garrett Glynn. As her parent's second child, she was loved as adored just as much as her older brother was. While growing up, she became extremely close with her parents and always tried to get along with her brother. If they didn't get along, living in the small home on the edge of the Pinker Mansion property was going to be a miserable living environment. Paisley was raised on the property with a curiosity of anything and everything she could possibly discover. The history of this property has always intrigued her and she just knew there had to be things hidden there nobody has ever come to discover yet.

} As time passed, she began to get to know Jacob Passmore and feelings began to grow for him. As often as she can she tries to spend a bit of time with him or even around him, but she knew that if she went out of her way to make sure that happened then things would start to be obvious and weird people out. So she did it whenever she felt she could get away with it.

} When Paisley turned sixteen and was finally of age to work, she was given the position of the mansion's maid. Paisley immediately enjoyed working for the Passmore's because she always had a knack for keeping things clean and now she was able to make sure everything she was never able to touch before was just as clean as everything else in the mansion. Paisley enjoys a clean work space and clean home.

} During Paisley's school days, she always kept to herself because she felt that trying to get to know kids her age was just useless because everyone seemed to hate and use each other for their own personal gain. She would much rather make friends later on in life in order for her to finally get to know who she is choosing to have in her life. The only ones Paisley seems to associate with are her family and the Passmores.


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Hobbies: {Reading, Walking around the property (there is always more to discover)}

Plays Musical Instrument?: {Vocals}

How She Would Spend Rainy Days: {Reading, Cleaning, Keeping Busy}

Spending Habits: {Goes shopping once in a blue moon.}

Smokes: {Never}

Drinks: {Socially}

Other drugs: {Never}


Traits
Optimist | Introvert | Cautious | Logical
Methodical and Neat | Prefers Working | Confident | Animal Lover


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Paisley Glynn's Story

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Image The Pinnacles of Summer are upon us, and an army of city-goers are on their way to Chilajara for its peaceful countryside surroundings. For these tourists, the summer will be filled with white-water rafting, tubing, canoeing, Wine tasting, Train rides, Festivals, and maybe a Ghost tour or two if they are truly brave enough. However, for the unlucky souls who live in Chilajara all year 'round, the summer isn't so much a time to enjoy as it is a time to work. Teenage employment is at its all-time high during the peak months, from lifeguards to busboys. Someone has to run these jobs for the tourists after all.

Jonathan Passmore passed back and forth vigorously between the front door of the Mansion to the study.The first day of Summer was not a week away and he the Mansion wasn't booked until July. "Not good, not good at all." he muttered to himself. He had to make this work, He had already sunk their savings into this place, they can't fail with an already profitable bed and breakfast. He just needs to find out how Ol' Dick got it running for all those years. He walked upstairs, to his son's room, and knocked loudly on the door.

"Jacob, are you ready?"

Jacob awoke to a loud banging on the door and his dad's voice. "Ah..." he muttered rubbing his head, as he felt something stirring from under the blankets. "What happened last night," he grumbled. as he pulled away the blanket to find a girl sleeping beside him. She fluttered her eyes and smiled, "Oh yea cutie!" she said as she reached over and kissed his cheek. "Great party last night right?" It must have been because Jake could not for the life of him remember the last twenty-four hours.

"Jacob... Are you awake?" his dad called again.

"Uh, yeah dad one minute." Jake called out and pulled the blanket back over the sleeping girl. "Stay there" he shooed her. He slid on his boxers and went to the door, opening it slowly he peeked through the crack. "Yea, Dad?" he smiled.

Jonathan looked at his son and sighed. "Meeting downstairs, in the entryway all staff."

"I'm not staff, dad." he laughed.

"You are today." Jonathan smiled, and walked away, calling back to him. "fifteen minutes"

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Just like every day before, Paisley awoke at the break of dawn and immediately started her morning routine, starting with a shower. She got dressed, had a cup of coffee, and got to work.
Her parents were always sleeping a couple hours after she awoke and it just happens that she wouldn't ever see them until lunch time. But today was different. There was a staff meeting and it was mandatory that everyone was there.

After a couple hours of cleaning, she started towards the entryway, in hopes that she wasn't going to be late for the first meeting of the summer. It turned out that she was just early enough to spot the Slater's step through the front doors and began making their way towards the lobby. Their daughter seemed to be carrying a pie.

Is this a joke? Paisley immediately knew all hopes of this being a good kickstart to the summer was headed straight down the drain. No matter how much she didn't want to deal with the drama, she knew the Passmores would be disappointed to hear that she completely walked away from their rivals without even speaking a word.

"Ah, the Slaters, what a pleasure," she started, trying to keep every inch of sarcasm out of her voice. "I assume you're hear to see the Passmores. I'll let them know you're here," she stated before turning on her heels towards their living quarters in the mansion.

Paisley's first stop was the study, where she hoped she would come across Jonathan, but there was no sight of him there. She then began to make her way through the halls, finding that Jonathan was just starting to walk away from Jacob's room. "Mr. Passmore," the redhead stated, retrieving his attention. "The Slaters are by the front desk. They seemed to have brought you a pie," she finished with a bit of reluctance about the pie. A pie coming from the Slaters? Definitely not one she would ever trust.

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Jonathan herd a voice from behind him, turning around he saw Paisley standing behind him. He was still getting used to having Staff around, so at first, her voice startled him a bit. "Ah, what the hell is he doing here?" he thoughts to himself. "Thank, you Paisley I'll deal with Mr. Slater." he smiled and turned back around and banged on Jake's door once more. "Fifteen minutes Jacob," he said, before heading downstairs.

Jake, opened his door once more and yelled without looking. "I'm not staff!" his eyes met Paisley and chucked a little. There Jake stood in the doorway of his room, in only his boxers. He coughed, hesitantly then blurted out. "Umm... Hey Paisley, Can you believe this meeting?" He laughed awkwardly. A sharp crash came from inside the room, as the girl currently occupying Jake's bed dropped the glass figurine that had been on the nightstand. "Ah shit!" a feminine voice came from inside the room.

"Quick question..." Jake asked Paisley, closing the door just a wee bit with him on the other side of it. His eyes still looking at her's. "How would you sneak someone out of the mansion?"



Jonathan strolled downstairs and smiled at Tom & Dorthey Slater. Jonathan was by all accounts a very tall lanky man. In school, they had always called him string bean because of his long legs. "Ahk... Tommy, I didn't think I'd see you again so soon!" he smiled speaking in his thick Scottish accent Jonathan always tried killing the Slater's with kindness. Tom Slater had made it a habit of paying Jonathan and his family a visit once if not twice a week. "Honestly you'd think The Inn wasn't doing well since your always up here." he laughed.

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Dottie stood awkwardly with the pie held in hand as her dad inspected the lobby for any recent changes, or promotion signs. She felt like her skin was crawling just standing inside the creepy old place... to be fair, it looked beautiful and well taken care of, but... she couldn't shake the image of hookers walking around with fat old men drooling behind them.

As Jonathan rounds into the room, he grabs the immediate attention of both Slaters in the room. "Ah, Johnnyboy! Quite the opposite! The Inn is booming. Stuffed. Full. Only one or two rooms left vacant for the season! We were just coming over to bring one of my wife's pies as a First of the Season... kickoff. Traditional, you know. It's apple. Delicious, really. None like it in the city. We've been thinking about opening up a little bakery for her just off the Inn, but, you know, being tacky and multifunctional is more the Pinkler thing to do, so," he trails off with a large sigh and big, fake smile.

"Anyway, we should get going. Lots to do!" Mr. Slater chirps. "Dorothy, the pi--- Dorothy?"

But she was gone. In place of where his daughter stood, sat only a pie on the front desk of the lobby.




Dorothy pushed open another set of doors, wandering deeper into the mansion. She had gone up in the direction the redhead had left, and from whence Jonathan had come. She could hear voices just up ahead, so she rounded another corner, spotting the redhead appearing to peak into a bedroom moments before a crash was heard.

"And I thought the Pinkler whore-house days were over," Dottie smirks, crossing her arms over her chest as she watches the exchange between the redhead and the guy she couldn't see holding the door almost-closed.

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Paisley gave a polite nod of her head in Mr. Passmore's direction just before he gave Jake a fifteen minute time limit. She quickly found out why that was when he told his father he wasn't staff. Paisley was actually a bit shocked. Was Mr. Passmore really going to put his son to work over the summer? It never occured to her that something like that would ever happen.

Paisley quickly noticed he was standing in front of her in just his boxers and saying he was drop-dead handsome was definitely an understatement. She felt her cheeks flush slightly as she heard him part the silence between them. Just before she had time to answer him, she heard a crash and a girl's voice from inside his room. There was no way of hiding what was going on, she obviously knew Jake had company last night and to be honest it kind of hurt a little.

"How would you sneak someone out of the mansion?" Those words she hoped she wouldn't hear from him. Not only did she get hurt by the fact he had some girl in his room, but now he was asking her to help him sneak her out. Of course Paisley couldn't bring herself to tell him no or why she wouldn't do it so instead she decided to help him out, whether it hurt or now. Paisley wasn't ready to pour her heart out to him and now was definitely not a good time to do it anyway.

"And I thought the Pinker whore-house days were over." Of course it would be Dottie. She always seemed to have no shame in picking her nose into anyone else's business, especially when it came to the business at the mansion.

"Yes, what a pleasure it is to see you as well Dorothy," Paisley spat back before she quickly returned her attention to Jake.

"If you want my help you better send her out quickly. I know how to get her out and we can't be late to that meeting. So now or never, Jake." the redhead stated before crossing her arms over her chest, hating the actions she was now going to do.

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Jake groaned as he watched Dottie approach them, he didn't like her much not that he really knew her to be perfectly frank. She was cute he'd grudgingly admit, but her whole holier-than-thou thing really got on his nerves.

"Sorry Princess, but you've wandered into the wrong hotel, cheap, gaudy, and overpriced is just down the street."

Zoomed Jake thought to himself as he smirked at his little insult, thinking it was a pretty good jab.

Looking back at Paisley, he whispered to her "Be right back, look after Princess, for a minute we don't want her wondering too far around." Jake said and shut the door silently.

He turned around to the woman who now pulling on her jeans, as she looked over her shoulder towards him.

"Figure I need to leave..." she said.

"Yea, umm... probably best." He couldn't believe this was happening, last night was a complete blur what the hell did he do anyway? The last thing he remembers was going to Mollie's downtown for a drink. Mollie's should really check ID more... he thought, as he watched this girl who he wanted to call Ariel finished getting dressed. She looked at him and giggled, it was then that he remembered. . . jeans he didn't change his clothes just stood there like a big dob. He grabbed a pair of jeans from the floor, and pulled them on, as again Ariel? looked at him shaking her head.

"I'll just take my payment, and be on my way." she said with a sassy smirk. "Should be about four hundred right? that's what you said last night."

payment? Four Hundred dollars Jake's jaw dropped as his body froze for what seemed like days, (but what was really only a few seconds.) Was she... did he really just bring a whore into the B&B without even realizing it? or worse had he known last night? In a panic, he grabbed his pants from the floor and sighed. "Four Hundred Dollars?"





OOC: Sorry about that guys, had to think how I was gonna write that. then the text got confusing so took a little longer to code.

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Deep brown eyes sweep, unabashed, down the nearly-naked form of her business rival. Her gaze lingers briefly just above his waistline, inspecting for any signs of a happytrail. Her thoughts are interrupted by the quips she received from both Passmore son and the redhead. Wasn't she a maid, or something here? A carefully waxed eyebrow arches higher onto her head at both responses, but it's the redhead she responds to first... What was her name again? Daisy?

"You really are too pretty to be working here, you know," she sighs in her direction first. "They must be paying you out the ass... Our help are all middle-age women who barely speak English... Aren't you, like... a bit young to be... you know... um... This desperate for work? I mean, I get why he," she gestures to the door,"Has to stay here but... why have you?" Her brows pinch together in genuine confusion before she's crossing her arms over her chest and releasing a sigh, glancing to the closed door that Jacob had vanished behind.

"As soon as I'm eighteen, I'm out of here," she sighs, dropping her arms to her sides. "This has been fun and all, but... I'm bored now. Ciao, Bella." With that, she turns and starts to head down the hall opposite of Jacob's room, intending to go explore unless she's stopped.

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Upon hearing Jake's stab at Dorothy, she just smirked a bit and glanced over at her to hear her words, "You really are too pretty to be working here, you know. They must be paying you out the ass... Our help are all middle-age women who barely speak English... Aren't you, like... a bit young to be... you know... um... This desperate for work? I mean, I get why he," she gestures to the door, "Has to stay here but... why have you?"

Paisley was actually a bit shocked that she wasn't fighting back. Dorothy was asking her an actual question. Maybe it was more or so meant to hurt her either way, but it didn't phase her in the least. Paisley was silent for a moment before she decided to answer the girl's question. "I enjoy myself here. This is my family. I'm not going to leave them behind. Besides, the job is a great way to pass time, not as bad as you think it is," she answered. Instead of adding on a blow towards Dorothy, she just closed her mouth. Now wasn't the time for their childish bickering. There were more important things to worry about.

Jake pulled her attention away from the brunette, "Be right back, look after Princess, for a minute we don't want her wondering too far around." Paisley gave a small salute to Jake signaling that she understood and would agree to his terms before he shut the door, leaving her standing there with Dorothy by herself.

At that moment she put her entire focus upon the brunette, just in time to hear her speak up. "As soon as I'm eighteen, I'm out of here. This has been fun and all, but... I'm bored now. Ciao, Bella." At those words, Paisley noticed Dorothy begin to start going farther down the hall to investigate more of the building, she couldn't allow her to do that.

Paisley subtly stepped in front of her, forcing her to stop in her tracks. "If you're bored then maybe you should go find something more entertaining to do than walk around here. There is nothing for you here. Go shopping or get a latte," Paisley stated.

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"Four Hundred . . ." Jake respoke, still shocked by the amount that was coming out of his mouth. How could he have blacked out, last night and spent that much money? Sure he did have four hundred stashed away somewhere, but it was exactly four hundred, and it was all that was left of his student job over the school year. It was supposed to last him the whole summer, as his father never really paid him for any work done in the B&B. "A Family that works together is a family that stays together." his dad had taken a liking to saying a lot recently. Although that wasn't the correct phrase, and to Jake not even really accurate, however looking at families around here sure made the statement ring true.

"Four Hundred Dollars?" he restated once more, that seemed like a lot for a romp in the bed. At least in this sleepy little town. Back in the City, things were more expensive sure with supply and demand and all, but four hundred? Was she ripping him off or something?

"That's what you said, Fifty bucks an hour." the girl whom he remembered wasn't Ariel, maybe Mea? or Blanche? said to him.

"I said, Fifty an hour?" Jake stated to think that she wasn't telling him everything because he knew some girl back at school who stripped on the weekends (in stripping through college way) and fifty bucks an hour isn't right, it would be a flat fee for an all-night romp, not an hourly thing.

Mea/Blanche looked at him and sensed his confusion she walked passed him and grabbed his notebook of the ground, pushing it to him. "50 an hour" He opened that book and flipped through the pages, it was his sketchbook.

In the book, he saw about fifty sketches of this girl in different poses some nudes some clothed. Quite a few in Malone's down the street. He didn't pick up a whore in the night, but a model. Oh! he said laughing a bit. he set the sketchbook down on the bed, then pulled his wallet from the nightstand. A model was another thing, and fifty bucks an hour to stand still to be still for more than fifteen minutes was very fair. He properly didn't think she'd be here eight hours. He laughed, looking at his wallet then frowned. He truly only thought he'd need a hundred last night, as he looked at the one shy Franklin sitting next to twin Lincolns.

He closed his wallet and smiled, "Of course I'm willing to give you the full amount we promised but I doubt we were working a full eight hours last night. he smiled placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Are you trying to cheat me out of two hundred bucks." she gasped slapping him across the face as he reached for her.

Jake stumbled a little and shook his head. Ouch, what the hell he thought and he thought he stepped back with his hands up. "I'm sorry, I only mean. . ." before he could finish she was already heading for the door, yelling something on the lines of "Inconsiderate ass hole! and "I'm gonna call the authorities we had an arrangement." she said as her hand twisted the doorknob opening the door, Jake ran up and slammed the door quickly. "No!" he said, thinking his mom and dad would already have heard the racket wherever they are. "I'm so fucked!

Blanche/Mea's eyes boiled at this, slapping him again she shook her head. "you can't hold me here" and opened the door once more running out, with Jake rubbing his face trailing behind her. She stopped in front of the girls in the hallway, and cried "Let me through he's trying to kidnap me!" her eyes bolling up, clearing she wasn't just a model but a superb actor.

"Wait it's not..." Jake started trying to cetch up to them.

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Moments after trying to stop Dorothy from continuing down the hallway, she heard yelling coming from Jacob's room. Her attention was then focused towards his door when she finally spotted a female walking out the room and Jacob quickly walking out behind her to catch up to her. Clearly there was something more going on than what Paisley initially thought. Did he hire a prostitute?

Just when Paisley thought things couldn't get any weirder, words spouted from the mouth of the strange girl, these words she never thought she would hear about Jacob. "Let me through he's trying to kidnap me!"

"Wait, it's not..." Paisley heard Jacob respond.

Her eyes darted between the two people, who seemed to be in a bit of a pickle. Finally after a bit of awkwardness, she spoke up, "If you come with me, I can get you out of here quickly and quietly," she stated, trying to help Jacob out, even though she was completely devastated and confused about what was transpiring at the moment.

Paisley then gave a small glance over towards Dorothy who seemed to be the least bit concerned about what was going on and just went on her way, passing the three of them back towards the lobby of the Bed and Breakfast. The redhead just shrugged her shoulders at her movements and focused her full attention back towards Jacob and the strange girl. I'll just have to talk to Jacob about this later, she thought to herself as she crossed her arms over her chest.

At this moment she spotted her mother making her way down the hallway, seeming to come from the bathroom. "What's going on here. You guys know there is a mandatory meeting starting in less than ten minutes," Joan started before noticing the girl they were speaking with. She had a feeling something was going on but she kept her thoughts to herself and added, "Don't be late," and went on her way down to the lobby.

Paisley nodded her head at her mother's words, knowing she would get an ear full if she were late to the meeting. If not from Mr. Passmore than from her mother.

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Jacob Hiawatha Passmore

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Jake waited in silence, feeling like anything else he could say would only make things worse. How the hell did this all spin so wildly out of control? As they moved down the hall, Jacob couldn't be more grateful to Paisley. He watched carefully as the girl he was now convinced name was Emma followed Paisley down the hall.

Jacob was somewhat surprised to see Mrs. Glynn, he didn't know why with so few guest staying at the B&B currently there must be quite a bit of alone time. That was the subject that his father no doubt was going to be talking about at this meeting he was demanded to attend. He smiled, trying not to really seem to inconspicuous. After Mrs. Glynn left, heading to the kitchen he noticed Emma jeered back to him with a wicked look in her eyes. "Why is "he" following?"

Jake sighed, "Making sure you leave safely." he said, as they reached the entrance way. When they reached the front door, he pulled out his wallet and sighed pulling out a checkbook and grabbing a pen from the desk. He quickly jolted down the sum she had told him before and handed the piece of paper to the girl. "Still think it's too much, but here." the girl frowned taking the check before slapping him across the face once more. "Asshole!" she grumbled and stormed out.

He looked back to Paisley and smiled softly, "Thanks, I know that's really an awkward thing, but I mean..." he stammered, before repeating "Thanks.

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Mansion Maid
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Paisley just walked along in silence with Jacob and the girl she only assumed was a prostitute. Each and every second spent with these two made her feel more and more awkward. There was a tense feeling with these two, something was going on, but now wouldn't be the time to ask about it.

When they finally made it into the lobby, she noticed Jacob reach for a pen and started filling out a check. When the girl's hand met his face with a wicked slap, she initially just shook her head and crossed her arms in front of her chest. This was really going to be one of the most embarrassing conversations she was going to have with Jacob. She almost didn't want to know the answers to her questions on the issue.

"Yeah, um, no problem. Just know we'll need to talk about this after the meeting. I need some answers, Jake," she stated in her protective tone of voice. At that moment everyone else from the staff began showing their faces in the lobby for the meeting. Paisley had no idea what this was all about, but she only hoped it was nothing bad.

The redhead leaned against the front counter in silence as she awaited for everyone else to take their places and for the meeting to start. The longer she stood there, the more she wondered why it was mandatory for Jacob to be there. He wasn't even staff.

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Jacob followed into the kitchen where his mother was sitting with Mrs. Glynn at the small table nestled under the large bay window. It would seem like there were early, after all, as his father and the rest of the staff were nowhere to be found. The term staff here might be the wrong word to properly the group of people that worked at the B&B. Unlike The Inn for example which has several different maids, hosts, even Concierges Pinker B&B had about twenty full-time staff members.

"We still need a dessert for the Brunch Menu." Jake's mom said, as he entered the room too busy to notice.

"I do have an Apple Cinnamon Cobbler recipe I could dust of Chloe." Mrs. Glynn spoke, smiling gently at the two as she looked up from her notebook. Chloe sighed gently and followed Mrs. Glynn's stare to Jake and Paisley.

"Morning Mom," Jake smiled walking over and giving her a friendly hug, trying to keep calm about the events that took place not moments ago.