This wasn’t how Jordan imagined any of this playing out, as he assumed he would be able to work from home. The idea of becoming fully dependent upon Sara was worrisome for him as it meant she would have more control she could exert over him.
“Hello, Earth to body hottie,” Sara said, snapping Jordan from his thoughts. He looked about, dazed as to where he was, before seeing the large vanity table with Sara’s hand resting against the tabletop, allowing him to easily step off of her hand.
“Sorry,” Jordan said as he stared at the massive beauty products.
“Well, grab that brush while I put some foundation on. Not that one, the smaller ones,” Sara directed as she squirted some foundation cream into her hand.
“Wait, you’re serious?” Jordan said as he looked at the purple makeup bag.
“Yeah, duh. Why else would I bring you in here? You’re going to be prepping things for me, and it will probably be a little slower today as I have the feeling, you’re pretty green when it comes to makeup.” Sara said as she applied the foundation onto her face.
“I’m not your personal beautician Sara,” Jordan said as calmly as he could, not liking the idea of being treated as if he was at her beck and call.
“Look, I know things are difficult for you, but the world is changing, and things like this are how you can contribute. “Eyeshadow Body Hottie. I don’t think any less of you because of your size, but I’m just being realistic about what you can do.” Sara said as Jordan lifted the massive tube of eyeshadow and carried it towards Sara before she easily grasped it from him to apply it.
“I don’t think you know how pathetic this makes me feel. I lost my job, and now I’m relegated to fetching your makeup and helping with chores.” Jordan said.
“You aren’t pathetic. I need a bit of contouring, so take that small brush, and I want that brown on it. The world is changing for everyone, and right now, you are just learning new skills to survive in it. I know it’s hard right now, but you will know exactly what I need before I even ask for it in a few weeks. Then I will be able to teach you even more skills.” Sara said as she grabbed the brush from Jordan.
“Great,” Jordan said less than enthusiastically. The idea of being a glorified assistant to Sara wasn’t how he imagined his life going. The years of college and the sacrifices he made to get ahead. He knew it wasn’t her fault, and she was trying to help, but he just couldn’t get past how much Smallara sucked.
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