Flyers For A Maid Service

The backpack is fairly normal. You grin at how cute the folders beset by images of cute anime characters are. Inside one of her notebooks, she's scribbled out an OOC character for an online D&D game. She gives off the impression of a vapid California girl, but deep down she's a total geek. In another of her notebooks you grin at a crude sexual drawing that she was clearly working on in a boring class when she was too steamed up.

Before you put the backpack down, you find one last thing of interest. She's printed off and designed (designed in the way that you'd call pouring sugar into a drink designing) a series of flyers, likely to be passed out or hung up on one of the bulletin boards hanging around campus. It's for a private part time maid service. Interesting, very interesting. It's from a girl named Margaux, and it has a cell number on it.

Maybe she needs the money to pay for her tuition? Maybe she was just designing these to help a friend. You scratch your chin. As it so happens, you just started renting a house not far from campus with your roommate, Todd, a shithead whose sole virtues as a roommate is that he almost never seems to be in, and that he pays on time.

Maybe you might need someone to clean up the place?

You grab one of the flyers and sling the backpack over your shoulders.