After a long minute of struggle, Angelo finally wears the thin uniform that was given to him, he just leaves the tight pants and wears some pants that were in his closet's wardrobe that suited the colour and patterns of the uniform that was given to him by his personal maid. After he was done, he came downstairs to eat his breakfast. He was getting near to the table when his grandpa's irritating voice rang.
"How many times do I have to tell you youngsters to be punctual if it was time to eat breakfast!" Angelo's eyes rolled as he replied without care after he found himself a seat.
"Old Man, I have always been punctual" when he said those words as a response, a plate that held a well-cooked steak appeared in front of him. He smelled, ah, this was the aroma of a steak made by the 5 star chef in his own hands. Stazie, his half-sister at his side sneered in ridicule after his ridiculous response to the old man fell.
