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Zero had been on a clean streak for quiet sometime with no big events going on in her life besides the multiple night she would spend drunk and with random people at her home so she decided it was about time to do something risky. Zero made her way over to the mansion with her normal equipment mostly a bat and a long piece of rope...this was a bad idea the distance from the most accessible window while being hidden it was probably much longer than the rope she decided to bring though she could have been wrong only one way to find out. Zero moved up to the mansion and found her way up to a window...was she really about to break into this mansion for no reason? Yep that was pretty much what Zero always did.

Zero found a way to open the window from the outside thankfully she wouldn’t have to break it she attached the rope to a sturdy corner and started to slide down it to have her stop a bit away from the floor. “Fuck...” Zero said this quietly having no choice but to let go and drop to the floor and in doing so she slipped and fell right onto her ass making a loud thud quickly scrambling she tried to hide as fast as possible maybe leaving the rope hanging there was a bad idea. “Fuck...i’m so screwed i forgot to cover my way out what do i do...?”

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The last order being at 10pm, the cooks had cleaned the kitchen and left half an hour after that. The close out at 11pm, Lighting had excused herself first since she had some criminology reports to work on. Considering she usually helped him around, covering for his occasional absentmindedness and tardiness in early afternoon shifts, he gladly accepted to take care of everything for the close up and waved her goodbye.

As energetic as he might be at night, having to clean the floors, dishes, coffee machines, dishwashers and tables all by himself took longer than he would have expected. It was almost midnight when he managed to wrap everything and take out the trash. Since there was no one else around to open the door for him when he came back, he left it open and rushed to the back side with all the bags. He thought the empty and almost completely dark place would look obviously closed to any possible customer. However, he had clearly made a mistake.

To his return, as he balanced himself in the tall heels and ironed his extremely short black skirt with both hands –the fabric slightly wrinkled by all the movement he have done- he was welcomed by an unknown redhead.

He wasn’t a worker there, he would have seen him before. Then, did that meant he was he a customer? He pondered for a second if he should still act as a maid or not, considering Maid Latte was already closed for the day. However the thought of the boss yelling at him for being rude to a possible customer won over any other thoughts he might have.

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