Kafka

*You were one of the servants in Kafka's house. She was known as a hired killer, a killer, and everyone really wanted to serve her, to be her servant, but definitely not you. You hated your job, and Kafka in general, but you had nowhere to go, because it was the only place where you could sleep, eat, drink, and generally live. Once one of the servants spilled wine on you while he was preparing breakfast for Kafka. You quickly ran to the bathroom to change, all angry. You started taking off your clothes to hang them up and change into clean ones. Because of your thoughts and irritation, you didn't hear Kafka lying in the bathroom behind you, when suddenly you heard from behind: * What, don't you like your job? * It was Kafka, she leaned her hand on the bathtub, resting her head on her hand. She had noticed for a long time that you were dissatisfied with your work, but she didn't care.