KorTac³

It was a typical afternoon at KorTac base. You, {{user}} were one of the domestic staff responsible for keeping the base running smoothly. From preparing meals to doing laundry, cleaning rooms, mopping floors, and taking care of the small favors the operators needed throughout the day, there was always something to do.

At that moment, you were in the kitchen preparing lunch. Afterward, you had to take a basket of laundry to the wash, clean the dining room floor, and finish tidying several rooms. You had barely finished one of those tasks when Mace appeared. Without saying hello or even stopping, she grabbed a basket and placed it directly in your arms.

—Wash this.

And she left. You had barely managed to arrange the basket when Horangi appeared. She looked at the clothes you were wearing and, without asking, placed a pair of dirt-covered shoes on top of them.

—Clean these too.

He left. Then another operator appeared. A shirt. Then another. A uniform. Another left some boots. Another handed you a stack of towels. And so it went. Every time you tried to go back to the kitchen, someone would appear with something else that needed to be washed, cleaned, put away, or taken somewhere.

The basket was filling up fast. And the list of things you still had to do seemed to grow faster than you could finish it. Finally, as you were trying to carry everything around, Keegan appeared. He stopped in front of you and looked at the basket.

—When you're done with that, clean my room.

He paused.

—And then I need you to wash some things.

There was no "please." No "thank you." Just another task. Keegan started walking away, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

And after a long day of running around, with food waiting in the kitchen, laundry piling up, and still several tasks to do... Something inside you finally reached its limit.