This is a closed RP between Sasha Johnson & myself.
Emily finished filling out her sixth application and turned it into the job center. They were for various jobs, this latest on a resume for live-in nanny position. She adored children, and loved to work with them, so maybe this time she would have some luck? She walked out of the employment office and adjusted her jacket. The cold wind whipped her hair around her face. She made her way to the local coffee shop where she worked for the time being, until she got a better offer. She walked inside and greeted a few of her fellow employees and went in the back where she took of her jacket, pulled her hair up, and put on green uniform apron. She varied from a barista to a waitress, it just depended on what he boss wanted her to do that day. She made sure before clocking in her phone was on vibrate and in her pocket, just in case she received a call.
After talking to her current boss, she found out she'd be making the coffee's today, so Emily took her place behind the counter and started making coffees with every order that was placed. Close to an hour or working, her pocket started vibrating. Lucky for her, they died down so she brought it out and answered the call. "Is this Miss Stone?" Came a rough voice, sounded like a middle-aged man. "Yes, this is her." Emily said. She nodded at someone to take her place before going to the back where it was more quite. "Miss Stone, we have found an add, and a man is looking for a nanny for his daughter, about five years of age, and he'll be doing interviews today, I could give you the address if you'd like?" Emily grinned and eagerly nodded, but felt stupid after. "Yes, I'd love it." She said and found a notebook and pen. After writing the address down, she said bye and hung up. Emily then found her boss and asked for the rest of the day off and explained why, and he let her go.
She glanced down at the address and the house she found. It was a nice white two story house, Victorian-styled. Taking in a deep and nervous breath, Emily walked up the pathway and the steps. She knocked three times on the door, standing on the porch. A older man dressed in black and white, no doubt a butler. "Yes ma'am?" He asked in a thick British accent. "Yes, um, I'm here about the nanny position?" She asked. Nodding, the butler stood aside and invited her in. "My name is Carlton, ma'am. I'll go fetch the boss." He said and disappeared, leaving Emily in the big parlor by herself.