Farmers Market
Grace finishes charging at exactly 6:30 am every day without fail. Her usual schedule would call for her to start on breakfast, wake up the children and set the table. There are no children in the manor. Diego would be there, but he recently decided to give the police academy another shot. Because of this, he leaves before Grace finishes charging.
She goes and puts on a new dress. At 7:00, she dusts. Reginald had programmed her to dust whenever there was an open spot in her schedule, however, she’s only programmed to do that for an hour at most, due to the rarity of Grace having any free time. When she’s done she looks around. When all the children were there there’d almost always be something in need of cleaning. Now that they’re gone, she feels...odd. She wasn’t programmed to have many emotions, though she does have the ability to add new ones, she’s never been in a situation where she would need to. She’s not really upset, but she’s not feeling any of the positive emotions she has. She files that emotion away, planning to research it later.
At 8:15 she looks in the refrigerator. There’s eggs and milk and the like, but hardly enough to make a suitable meal. She considers going out. She’s never left the manor (save for the courtyard) and she’s never needed to. Now that Sir Hargreeves and Pogo are gone, she can come and go as she pleases, but she’s wary. She sighs and goes upstairs to get a sweater and a hat. She takes her handbag and leaves, heading to a farmers market that she read about in a newspaper.
There are lots of people there. More than she’s seen in her whole life. She’s seen large crowds on the television, there are some groups in the paintings, but she’s never seen this many. She wanders around, looking at all the different booths with large, beautiful produce. She approaches a stand selling vegetables. “What can I do you for?” the man running it asks. Grace already doesn’t know what to do. No one’s ever greeted her like that. It takes her exactly 32 seconds to respond, “I’d like to buy some vegetables.” the man chuckles, “Well, that’s what I’m here for, take your time, my lovely.” She picks out a few tomatoes and some celery. She decided she’ll make spaghetti.
She spends a few hours at the market. She got ingredients for the sauce, as well as some honey she can use for baking. She had a good first day out. She’s excited to go again tomorrow. For now, she gets started on dinner while filing the days memories. She puts these ones in a different folder. Perhaps she can rewatch them while she charges.