It was nearing sunset outside of the lavish manor and Vance, the new butler, worked quietly preparing his masters' evening tea. He wore a clean dress shirt and black vest, along with a small apron at the moment. His slender, gloved fingers sometimes slipped through his shoulder-length blond hair to tuck strands of it behind his ear.
Vance was a young man in his mid-twenties, but his masters were even younger. Darren and Christa Wiles had married at the young age of sixteen, just after the sudden death of Darren's rather wealthy parents.
With enough money to last him the rest of his strange, sociopathic life, Darren had married his long-distance internet girlfriend and brought her to live in the house his parents left him. Vance knew little else about their lives, but did wonder how they got by in such a large house all on their own in the two years before he'd been hired.
Vance was a young man in his mid-twenties, but his masters were even younger. Darren and Christa Wiles had married at the young age of sixteen, just after the sudden death of Darren's rather wealthy parents.
With enough money to last him the rest of his strange, sociopathic life, Darren had married his long-distance internet girlfriend and brought her to live in the house his parents left him. Vance knew little else about their lives, but did wonder how they got by in such a large house all on their own in the two years before he'd been hired.