Salvatore slept late last night. The blame would be on the pending work on his father's side but once again Salvatore would not be an idiot to point out the mistakes of Angela even if he was his son.
Other than that, the only thing that bothered him now was he had slept late which when he was late. He did not wake up on his usual time and it irked him. His entire day was going to be messed up by the looks of it.
Salvatore rubbed his cheek gradually before standing up and walking to his calender only to hiss back in shock. Today was the day of brunch. The brunch happened once a month between his father's family and that of his brothers.
"Fuck," cursed under his breath. He had completely forgotten about that.
His eyes went to the watch on his bedside table. It was fifteen minutes past ten and he had to be there by eleven nevermind the ride of half an hour at least.
