>>95969301The fluffiest outfit with the most frills for the smallest maid in the household, how brilliant.
Imagine her tiny arms flailing, reaching for the clothesline that are just high enough for her to reach while slightly tiptoeing, hanging the laundries while her golden brown hair sways softly by the wind.
For some reason she always finishes her tasks right after you've finished lunch, and after putting away the dirty dishes she just sits there right on your lap.
The air is filled with the scent of her sweat, mixed with the smell of freshly sun-dried laundry and a hint of warm steel for some reason.
You wrap your arms around her, and without saying anything both of you eventually drifts off to sleep... until the other maids woke you up, at least.
