The morning light hit the windows of Roman's bedroom, shining brightly on his bed. He had already gotten up, starting his day with a refreshing shower. As he dried himself off, he willed his ring, and clothes began to materialize on his body. He looked down, nodding in approval at his outfit. He wore a navy suit, crisp and pressed, with a white shirt and a tie. His black shoes shone with a subtle sheen, polished to perfection.
Roman went out of his room, heading towards the stairs. As he passed by Bianca's room, he peeked inside, seeing that she was still fast asleep. He smiled to himself, knowing that she must have had a late night gossiping with Xylara. He assumed that Xylara had already left for the company, getting a head start on her day.
