Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170914193031/@comment-31595069-20170917220556

Lena could almost feel that some people were making fun of her in this state...yeah...laugh all you want you baastards...laugh it all off...Just like...them...just...like...them...Of course she was unaware of what was going on but of course she was fading in and out of conciousness. She did not feel the barb getting removed, however what she remembered was a bit of memories from her past.

The Crowd, The Parties...The humuliation

This happened at around her teenage years, 14 to be exact. This was when she was really put to the test as a servent girl. A 'right and proper maid' despite being born from a poverty striken family...her looks were fit for nobility as her 'new parents' put it.

Every last rich bastard at these parties, she hated. She had to serve food and drinks because ech one of them were far too lazzy to step one feet to the closest table. There were even the touchy feely guests...she hated them, wanted to splash their wine righ in their face glass included. But she did not want to cause any commotion. Not yet anyways.

Of course the humiliation came at the end of each part where her adoptiv family would stand her in front of everyon and boast how such a filthy baby born from the lowlife class could become this. They boasted how she would have been a pig if it was not for them. Every single time...berating her just to make themselves feel better...She hated it...

But she beared with it...For she had found what she wanted...