Her room and the start of her downfall

As she followed the map it indeed lead her to a b class room. where it was fashioned with a king size mattress with purple sheet. Vanessa then began to look around the room a little box for tips sat cutely on the table stand, next in the corner of the room with jewellery of all sorts, “who knew the owner of this place had such class” Vanessa noted hell even the widow weren’t porthole had a nice clean open seat area.

At first learning that she was to be on a b-class she was preparing an inventory on why she should be in A-class, but to be honest all she needed was her own butler and she’d be set.

As she began to put her two bags of luggage away an alarm went off telling her that she’d have to work to pay off all those bills before she could react the shock bands around her ankles came to life forcing her to go rather ridgedly to work at the old shipyard pub as a staff member