Seraphina, still red from June's relentless compliments, set down her knife with a sigh, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. She turned slightly, her voice low and uneasy.
"June...could you at least finish up quickly?" She muttered, glancing around the kitchen nervously. "Or maybe move to another room. Somewhere private." Her blush deepened. "Sooner or later, Master's going to wake up and come down here for breakfast, and I...I don't want him to see me like this."
"Like what?" June blinked innocently from behind her camera.
"Like this!" Seraphina hissed, motioning to the lace-trimmed maid uniform clinging to her frame. "This ridiculous outfit! It's humiliating enough without him seeing it! If he sees me like this, he'll probably start laughing!"
She frowned, crossing her arms and looking away, her tail swishing slightly in embarrassment.
"I'd rather jump out the window than be laughed at by my Master…"
