As soon as Keiffer's alarm clock started ringing, even before the sun could rise, he groggily reached for it with half-open eyes. It had become a routine for him not to shut off the alarm immediately. Instead, he let it continue its incessant reminder, urging him to wake up and showcase the handsome face he possessed to the world. "Wake up, handsome, wake up!" The continuous ringing was courtesy of a customized alarm created by Martinez Corporation, a product of their subsidiary, Martinez Tech.
"Ugh!" Keiffer groaned when his hand missed to hold his alarm. He reluctantly got up to turn it off and promptly rolled back into bed. Suddenly, the realization hit him – he had a task to fetch Draymond. Hastily, he took a quick shower and dressed in faded jeans, a white shirt, and a leather jacket. After checking himself in the mirror, he gently combed his hair and struck a suave pose. "Woke up handsome again," he commented, admiring his reflection.
