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remember being frustrated and then getting an inane urge to pee. I warned to take a scolding hot shower in an attempt to rid myself of the disgusting memones. I wanted to bruch my teeth and some pay ban wanted to change out of

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out and I came across the housekeeping button. I

another message but instead a got a good little

I help you?

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voice came over the

24 Dear Diary

my boost of confidence came with it. “Um, I really need to go to the bathroom. Could you please ask someone

a very uncomfortable long silence. I was feeling deflated and then I

bustling in. She was short, like 5’3” max, a bit stocky, grey hair with a tinge of red was pulled neatly in a tight bun behind her head, freckles littered her small face, and she had a big sweet smile. She reminded me of like Mrs. Patmore from Downton Abbey. She was wearing a long black dress and had a huge set of keys dangling

me she was the head housekeeper. She then shooed the guards outside, telling them it wasn’t proper for them to watching me like I was chocolate pie. When they tried to tell her that they had orders from the boss, she sassed them and told them “if you want to eat for the next week, you better do what I say boys. Better yet, I’ll happily take my shoe

I was stunned speechless and once they left, I couldn’t help but laugh and I made sure to tell her just that! I mentioned how Brianna would love to meet her and then I cried. Sobbed actually. She gave me a big grandmother hug and told me to stop ruining my pretty face with ugly wet tracks. She told me to sit on the bed quickly and raise my leg. She quickly swiped the code on the dials and then put a small little key that looked like a toothpick in

and freshen up and she

the bathroom. Oh my goodness I had never been so happy to go to the bathroom than I did in that moment. I took my time and took a hot shower. There was so much steam, I could have sworn I was in a cloudbank. When I stepped out of the shower, there was a warm fluffy towel waiting for me next

wear.