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Shifting a bit upon the chair that the delivery man had set her on in the living room; she waited patiently. Looking down at her shackled wrists she settled them back down into her lap and looked up at the door. Dark grey eyes then looked away from the wooden door to look about the room that she had been placed in. Lavished furniture expensive looking curtains. Where exactly was she? Her pale lips turned down in a slight frown as she settled her hands on the arm rests and lifted herself up a bit. Though she couldn't go far with the chains holding her to the chair. She guessed she'd just have to wait.
A name tag was pinned to her breast, just above her heart on her clothing. "Pan." it might have been a borrowed name for her slave name or it might have been her real name. It was unclear as her eyes turned back to the door way. When was her new master going to come and retrieve her? Her stomach growled furiously, and she could almost feel it gnawing on her insides for something to eat.
Leaning her head back against the back of the chair she closed her eyes and let her hair flutter over her face. Letting out a gentle yawn since she considered it safe to do so, she shifted to get a little more comfortable; slouched in the chair and then dozed off to get some sleep. There was no point in sitting up right and staying awake if she would just have to wait some more. Maybe by the time she had a little bit of a nap whoever lived in this house would be home.
