MASTER GOT A JOB!!
It’s not a contract job.
We will have benefits.
He will only be fifteen minutes away from home in the case of an emergency.
He will be working in his field.
It’s not quite enough to make ends meet, so we’ll have to deliver flowers on the weekends still and of course I’ll still run the Mewtique, but it’s so much better than unemployment and he’s still on the lookout for better.
It’s relief. Not complete relief, but relief nonetheless.
Thank you, Universe!
This is the proud face of a girl who is going out to the diner with her Master and is going to try to eat an entire egg to celebrate! Don’t laugh, that shit’s a struggle for me. The struggle is part of the gift.