"I've been in my room," she started, wondering what on earth she'd done this time. "Just putting away some laundry." Abby moved to the chair that the madame had motioned to and carefully took her seat.
Complaints? Abby bit her lower lip- it wouldn't be the first, though she did try. She simply couldn't bring herself to enjoy what she had to do-- sleeping with strangers had never appealed to her, and she couldn't quite figure out how all the other girls seemed to have such a good time with this life. She remained quiet for the moment, just nodding once to show that she had heard.