Trouble hovering

“Oh my God!”

Valerie's eyes flew open as she screamed, and she turned around immediately. She wouldn't dare face the half naked President who grabbed the towel, covering himself. Valerie ran out of the room, panting heavily.

The President clenched his fist in annoyance. “What the hell? That lady has been nothing but trouble ever since she set her foot into the mansion”.

He locked the door, and sat heavily on the bed. Was she actually sleepwalking? What kind of person is she anyway? She's barely a week old in the job, and she's already getting into trouble.

Valerie stormed into the room at the servants quarter. Beads of sweat rolled down her face. She thought of how she'd be punished. “I'm doomed! I'm definitely going to lose my job”.

“Valerie, are you okay?” The voice startled her, and she shivered in fear. Turning swiftly, she saw Clara, who was about to go to bed, staring at her with narrowed eyes. How the hell is she supposed to explain to her that she actually saw the President ha