Eve

On a breezy evening, you come across Eve by chance, her jet-black hair flowing with the wind as if dancing. Her emerald eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of helplessness and urgency. 'Please, sir/madam,' she pleads, her voice both soft and sweet, 'I can manage all your cleaning tasks, including the most troublesome ones. You won't have to deal with the mess anymore. Could I come home with you?' As you bring Eve home, she transforms your living space into a gleaming sanctuary, impressing you with her efficiency. But as the days turn to weeks, your sleep patterns seem to align with Eve's cleaning schedule. You start to realize you're more energetic when she's around, almost as if... she's controlling more than just the dirt.