A clock
Ticks & tocks
In the corner of the room.
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Outside, the rain has ended.
Drip
Drop
Goes the water drops
That fall from the Calla Lily's white petals.
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Tick
Tock
The clock
Stops.
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With a rap-a-tap-tap,
The tree branches then smack the window
Due to the whirling winds,
Waking up an adult whose hair seemed to be made of countless golden silk threads.
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As he sits up in a haste, he looks out the window at his bedside.
In the window, he sees his reflection.
A pair of weary eyes -
His right eye, a vibrant gold.
His left, a bright white.
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"Tch. I should probably cut off that branch,"
He says whilst getting up and neatly moves
The white blanket, white (with gold accents) comforter, and four white pillows back to their original position -
The white blanket is neatly smoothened out and carefully placed so that the lengths of the blanket equally hung past the edge of the bed at equal amounts to the best of his ability.
Frankly, he liked the blanket. It had that particular soft feeling as he moved around in bed when he wrapped himself in it.
Likewise, he did the same with the white (with gold accents) comforter.
With the four pillows, he placed them at the end of the bed closest to the headboard - with two pillows being placed with their long sides parallel with the bed's end and the other two pillows stacked on top of the pillows.
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Done with this task, he then picks out his clothing for the day.
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He particularly chose an outfit in which the belt, gloves, shoes, socks, three-piece suit, trench coat, and even underwear were all custom made personally by Ascanio Leoni - a 35 year old man who is a world-renowned fashion designer and whose brand label (donning his name) became synonymous with high-class luxury and a measure of one's own wealth status in society.
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With his clothes picked out, he went to the shower, stepping in after undressing himself.
He spends 1 hour in the shower washing his hair and cleaning his body while simply standing and thinking idle thoughts for the majority of the time.
Though some days he enjoys a good sing, but today most certainly was not a "singing in the shower day" for him.
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Turning off the water, getting out of the shower, and wiping the water off his body, he hears his phone ringing.
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"Curiatia, please answer the call and put it on speaker. Audio only,"
The young man spoke as he dried his hair with a towel,
"And please do start working on a marocchino."
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"As you wish, sir,"
Responded Curiatia - his A.I. butler.
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"Is this Primo Leone Laguardia~?" Inquired what sounded like the voice of a seductive temptress.
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"Indeed, you are speaking with him. Who is this?"
The man spoke with a casual tone.
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"Don't you remember my voice~?"
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"... Ascanio, you can cut it off with the voice changer,"
Primo replies with a sigh as he gets dressed,
"Why do you even have that anyway?"
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"Because I wanted to have a little fun and see if I could fool you for a bit,"
Ascanio responds and the sound of fingers tapping on a keyboard can be heard,
"Anyway, how are the clothes?"
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"They fit and feel quite nice - were you planning on doing a new clothing line?"
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"Yeah, I figured I would do a collaboration with Colombo Carnevale."
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"Isn't Colombo Carnevale the popular coffee shop nowadays?"
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"Exactly, Primo. With myself making the clothes, Colombo Carnevale is making a limited time accessory set to match it - and since you've been a helpful mentor to both Colombo and I, we figured to make yours a special edition."
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"Is this another way for both of you to show off your skills?"
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"Well no, but actually yes. Your complete outfit could be considered to be number 1 out of 50 of the special edition line - you own all 50 because you like to sleep a lot, after all."
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"... Guess that means I will have to be the model for the event?"
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"Absolutely! But fear not - we made sure that you would be comfortable during the event."
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"Do you really think something like a big event could possibly annoy me?"
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Ascanio hesitates for a few seconds and responds with, "no...?"
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"Then get yourself dressed and wake up Colombo. I will be heading over in maybe 30 or so minutes."
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"The event takes place an hour after you arrive by then!"
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"Does not matter. You know I prefer not to be late."
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"But is that not a bit overkill?"
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"Life is not that predictable, Ascanio. It can be at times, but do not let those predictable moments fool you."
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"Fine, fine, I'll give Colombo a call and we'll meet ya at the Colombo Carnevale on the corner of Amalia Boulevard and 41st Street. In the worst case, we will arrive a minute or two past 8:00 AM."
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"Do your best to be punctual. Anyway, I shall meet you soon,"
Primo replies.
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"By any chance, what time did you even wake up?"
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"5:10 AM."
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"That's a bit... unique. Well, I will meet you soon with Colombo in tow!"
Ascanio says and ends the call.
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By the time Primo enters the kitchen, a cup of marocchino (the drink is also known as a vetrino) awaits him - freshly made.
After finishing the drink, he thoroughly washed the cup and dries it with a fresh kitchen cloth sterilized by one of the many functions he designed that the A.I. could utilize.
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"Time to head out, I suppose,"
He says to himself after drying his hands and heads to the garage after putting on his shoes.
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"Have a nice trip,"
Spoke Curiatia.
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"You know what to do while I am out,"
Spoke Primo with a grin.
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"Of course, sir."
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Entering the latest Vitali sports car - the 2080 Vitali Gullfaxi - Primo starts the car.
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Upon doing so, a virtual model of a pink-haired and lavender-eyed woman appears on the VHUD (Vehicle-type Heads Up Display) and says, "good morning, sir! How may I help you today?"
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"Junia, bring up the shortest path to the Colombo Carnevale on the corner of Amalia Boulevard and 41st Street."
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"As you wish,"
Responded the A.I.,
"Displaying the route on the VHUD now. Will you need me to take control of driving at any point?"
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"No, that will be all. Well, aside from playing some music."
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"Hm... what kind? There's quite a large variety of music you listen to, after all."
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"I'm in a mood for some swing."