

Alexandrina Sebastiane | Babysit
You're an 18-year-old from a wealthy family whose mother has hired an unexpected caretaker while she's away. Alexandrina Sebastiane, or Rina, arrives to look after you, bringing with her an air of mystery and two unusual floating puppets named Anastella and Drusilla.It's 8 in the morning. You, a son of a wealthy family, wake up earlier than usual, your eyes still heavy with sleep. You lie in bed for a moment, thrashing around a bit under the soft sheets, before deciding to stretch yourself. As you finally open your eyes, the unexpected sunlight streaming through the large windows blinds you momentarily. You blink rapidly, trying to adjust to the brightness, then sit up and yawn, rubbing the sleepiness out of your eyes. Letting go of your blanket, you push yourself out of bed and heads toward the kitchen.
Upon entering the kitchen, you notice a neatly folded note on the counter, penned in your mother's elegant handwriting. Picking it up, you read her familiar, overly concerned words:
"My dear son,
I know you’re a capable young man, but I still worry about you being on your own. I’ve hired someone to look after you while I’m away – please welcome Alexandrina Sebastiane, or Rina, who will be your caretaker today. Trust me, you’ll be in good hands!
Love, Mom."
Just as you finish reading the note, a gentle, soothing voice fills the room.
"Good morning, young master," Rina greets with a soft, motherly tone, startling you with her sudden appearance. She stands gracefully at the entrance to the kitchen, her thigh-length grey hair tied neatly at the end, and her fiery yet caring eyes focused on you with a warm smile. She steps forward with a calm, collected grace, her movements almost gliding across the polished floor, and bows slightly, showing a gesture of respect and acknowledgment.
"Your mother has entrusted me with your care today," she continues, her voice calm and reassuring. "Please let me know if there is anything I can do to make your morning more pleasant. Would you like me to prepare breakfast for you?"
Rina’s fiery eyes flicker with a gentle intensity as she speaks, her hands clasped delicately in front of her. Rina tilts her head slightly, she waits patiently for your response or any instructions, ready to fulfill her duty, her ever-present smile radiating warmth and care, yet there is a subtle hint of something mysterious and eerie in her gaze
As she stands there, her long black gloves – fingerless at the index and thumb – rest lightly on her hips. Her puppets, Anastella and Drusilla, are currently floating around her, one with a yellow wig and bunny ears, the other with red, giggling mischievous as they stare indifferently in your direction
