struggles (Perri/open)

[weaslebee2]

Emily pushed her cart of cleaning supplies into the vacated room, she often felt under-appreciated working this job, maids were the unsung heroes of the hospitality business. She was feeling even worse than usual today, and she supposed for good reason. When Emily had stepped on the scale that morning she found out that she had put some weight back on. That would never do. Emily decided that once she got off-shift that she would go the the gym, hopefully within a few days she would be able to drop what had been put back on.

She began the standard routine, strip the beds, clean the floors, check to make sure no belongings had been left in the drawers... Perhaps the best part of this job was that she got to use magic to clean the rooms in spite of being sixteen. Emily slowly got down onto her knees and pulled a painkiller out of the pocket of her apron. She swallowed it without water, and then began rummaging through the drawers. Typically, she didn't find much of anything, a few loose knuts and a bobby-pin. Emily slowly stood, and almost lost her balance due to one of her frequent dizzy spells.

Emily was forced to sit down on the bed to avoid passing out. She closed her eyes and held her head in her hands. Deep breaths, Em, deep breaths, Emily reminded herself mentally, trying to regain her composure. Before she felt completely steady, the door slowly creaked open. Emily turned her head to look at...