01-02-2017, 04:34 PM
The butler felt like he could vomit, though he didn't want to add a beating onto this already cruel punishment and accepted whatever the Lord wanted from him next. After a few moments of sitting still, the stout man carefully unwound himself from the richer's arms to collapse onto the floor. He quickly gathered himself afterwards and crawled onto his feet again to stumble out of the office silently, tears fell from his eyes as he shut the door behind him. Orvin covered his mouth to keep in the sobs and wiped his face, smoothing back his hair in one go then standing up as straight as he could. His pants gripped around his waist and shirt flayed open since his buttons had popped off somewhere in the office. It took only one glance from his assistant butler to know that he was heading home since he said nothing. Simply disappearing into the locker rooms and changing out of his ruined work clothes, shoving them into a bag after tugging on casual wear. The man stood there at his locker and sobbed into the door where the picture of his children were for a long few moments before shoving his arms into his coat and then his feet into his boots. As he took leave of the Conrad household.
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