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Wynter nodded slowly at Chii, glancing at the table to try and find something that seemed worth it. She wandered over to the middle of the table again, peering around at all the dishes and various kinds of desserts. She hardly knew what any of it was, and it all looked so damn amazing. She ended up taking a piece of a lemon cake, and after that she was hooked. She looooved sour things, especially if it was a sweet-sour combination.

The girl always ate so fast, years of not knowing when her next meal was coming building a habit of inhaling everything as fast as she could. To actually take a breath and taste what she was eating was amazing. She eventually had to force herself to not touch anything else, her stomach had just barely caught up with whatever she crammed in her mouth. She stuck close to Chii once she was done with what she wanted to eat.

Wynter happened to look over when Jun came over with... Banzai. She paled a little bit when it was clear he was coming with them. That couldn't mean anything good at all... She nervously glanced over at Chii to see her reaction, and she didn't feel any better about the situation.

This was not going to end well tonight.

Wynter tried to shove her uneasiness to the back of her mind, but every warning bell in her body was going off. Tonight was going to suck...

She quietly got changed, gingerly undoing her hair that Chii had put up for her. Slowly but surely, she was getting the hang of the expectations she needed to follow for her appearance. She struggled with her uniform for a second, but managed to get all the bows and have her stockings straight. It was annoying as hell... but wasn't a battle she was willing to fight anymore. She begrudgingly ran a brush through her hair, surprised that it went through fairly smoothly.

"...They what?"

Wynter cringed at her description of how these meetings usually went. If she was going to be grabbed at all night long, she couldn't promise someone wasn't going to get popped across the face for it. God, the ******** never ended.

"S-Seriously?! He makes you walk around and take that s**t from them for however ******** long? What the ********>

Wynter was at a loss for this poor girl. It wasn't like she had the best male figures in her life, but she knew they were supposed to be better. There were a few she could call good people. She just stared at Chii with pity. This life had totally brainwashed her, and it was awful. None of this should be normal.

"Not like this. Of course there's always bad people- but-"

Wynter sighed sharply. It was so hard to explain that even if women were treated like it, men shouldn't have any authority to do the things they did.

"You deserve a lot better than being made to walk around like a toy for these son of a bitches. Real men don't prey on the weak, don't treat girls like objects. These guys are total scumbags."

The slave just shook her head. This crap is what made the nice clothes, food, and a roof over her head not worth it.

"You deserve better, Chii."

Wynter frowned, crossing her arms and glaring quietly at the door. It explained a lot about her, this was just... her life. She just didn't know a life without all of it. Wynter wasn't sure she knew a life without these kind of people either, but she wanted so much better. Could she even live that way? What was she without needing to fight her way through everyone, needing to defy every rule shoved down her throat?

The girl snapped out of her existential crisis when there was a knock on the door. She took a deep breath, mentally preparing for the hell she knew tonight was going to be. Her eyes darted to Chii as she went to go get drinks, groaning under her breath. So hiding in here wasn't an option.

Her body went tense when she heard her presence was wanted, immediately said '******** that', and quietly moved to go after Chii instead.

You lot can kiss my fat a**. No way.

Wynter muttered something along the lines of a curse when she managed to make it to the kitchen, glancing up at Chii with a grateful expression.

"Thank you..."

The girl whispered right before Chii went out with their drinks. She felt a twinge of guilt for hiding while Chii dealt with them, wishing that the men would just drink themselves into blacking out instead of torturing them like this.

Unfortunately, her relief didn't last long at all. She shouldn't have been such an idiot with Kent, she just dug herself into this fine mess. Hell, she didn't even know what to bring out. Chii mentioned meat..? A sharp sigh left her lips as she looked around the kitchen for something 'acceptable' to bring out.

The slave put together a tray of sliced meats up, figuring she couldn't really go wrong with it. Honestly if they sent her back, it would be more time away from the ******** anyways. She took a deep breath before she walked out, eyeing them all before setting it on the table. All she did was quietly glance over at Chii, and back at the table.

"...Anything else?"

Wynter was happy as a clam on the inside that she could stall a bit longer in the kitchen. It was a little funny to see the look on their faces. What did he expect? She hadn't cooked before all this.

Any thought about smiling left her when the slice of meat slapped against her cheek, slowly sliding off and flopping on the ground. Her right eye twitched, bending down to grab it. She wanted to throw it right back at that ******** face.

"Like what? I have no ******** idea what you idiots eat."

The slave flicked the meat back on the tray after she took it off the table. She wanted to just piss them all off and go chill in the kitchen. What good was a slave who couldn't cook in a food service setting?

Wynter couldn't stop the roll of her eyes at the situation. She was definitely set up to fail at this, nothing she was going to say or do tonight would be correct. She did herself a favor and bit her tongue to keep from saying anything else. She was probably making this sooo much harder for Chii by being a sass-mouth...

The girl didn't resist at all when Chii tugged her into the kitchen, shooting a dirty look back at the other room. Bunch of spoiled little shits.

"Sorry, Chii. I'm fine, let's just get this stupid thing over with..."

Wynter wandered over by Chii's side to help out with whatever the chimera needed. She was angry of course, but there was guilt on her face as well. This girl had been pretty much babysitting her this entire time.

Wynter tried her best to copy Chii's steps as she was taught how to prepare the pretzels and the dip. She did a few of the pretzels, but let Chii do the rest when the oil got up on her fingers. Besides getting burned with the oil, it seemed not too hard. It actually smelled really good... Especially when Chii added the beer to the cheese. She happily took the beer bottle and drank the rest of it. If it had been up to her, she would drink ten just so she could forget tonight.

"Doesn't seem that bad I guess?"

The girl shrugged, maybe cooking was a nice excuse to enjoy solitude from the bullshit going on elsewhere. Too bad they were expected to just... magically make it appear in five seconds. So impatient... She refrained from pouting as they went to go serve the food.

Of course, Jun snagged Chii right up as she came out. It always irritated her everyone was always pushing her around and yanking her places. There was absolutely nothing she could do about it though... She jumped a bit when Jun barked at her to sit, not paying attention up until that point. The girl clenched her jaw as she begrudgingly sat in the chair, arms folded across her chest.