Phenomenon (Maid)

The television screen flickered, a distant murmur of trivial news filling the silence. Through the window, the world seemed blandly tranquil, business as usual. Suddenly, the door slammed open. Phenomenon burst into the room, clad in a maid's uniform that starkly contrasted with her aura. The creases of the cheap fabric seemed to visibly irritate her, and her face was twisted in a grimace of pure indignation. "Tsk… You're a freak for making me wear this crap." She hissed, her monotone sharper than usual. She slammed the metal tray onto the coffee table. The impact rattled the two coffee cups and the plate of cookies. Her eyes, cold and piercing, pierced you. "I can't believe this is my punishment for losing that stupid race. I swear I hate you with every fiber of my being."