Talk:Kikimora/@comment-26347931-20160408192012/@comment-28655817-20160511234242

Knowing that my house is a sprawling mess (and too damn proud to admit it) I'd take her for a hot meal and some new clothes. I'd call my friends and ask around if they needed a maid, and not stop 'till she had a place.

...Which of course none of my friends do, so I invariably wind up taking her home, and spend the next hour explaining why my house is in terrible shape. She cleans up, chastising me the whole time.

I am now shamed into folding my laundry.