Emily returned home and complimented his lipstick, saying it was very fashionable. “Thanks.” he hesitantly replied, before cautiously asking her to separate her knickers from her tights and if she could put them in her laundry basket rather than just tossing them in the general direction. She said she’d try. “Thanks.” he said, although he didn’t have high hopes.
After helping his mother to prepare and serve supper, he did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen before mopping the floor. “What time’s Mrs Peters coming?” he asked.
“She should be here in an hour or so.” his mother replied, before asking him to open a bottle of red to breathe as well as putting a bottle of white on ice in the dining room. “…and print off a copy of your current rota, and fetch your folder of fact sheets down.” she added, before reminding him to put on a clean pressed apron.
