十三 [action]
[Ah, morning in Mayfield!
The alarm rings shortly after sunrise and Itachi shuts it off quickly, avoiding the sealed envelope next to it (he still hasn't quite mustered up the courage to open it). Sliding out of bed as quietly as possible, he slips across the bedroom to the bathroom. This is routine for him, now. He hates speaking to the drone wife, and would prefer to leave her unconscious and therefore (mostly) a nonissue.
Twenty minutes and a shower later, Itachi opens the door a crack to let the steam out while he shaves, then hesitates. Something's off, this morning. There's someone else in the bedroom.
Clad only in boxers and his face half-covered in shaving cream, Itachi stands against the doorway, peeking out with one eye. A burglar? Aaron playing some joke? Or has the drone done something? And how did he not notice this before?!]
The alarm rings shortly after sunrise and Itachi shuts it off quickly, avoiding the sealed envelope next to it (he still hasn't quite mustered up the courage to open it). Sliding out of bed as quietly as possible, he slips across the bedroom to the bathroom. This is routine for him, now. He hates speaking to the drone wife, and would prefer to leave her unconscious and therefore (mostly) a nonissue.
Twenty minutes and a shower later, Itachi opens the door a crack to let the steam out while he shaves, then hesitates. Something's off, this morning. There's someone else in the bedroom.
Clad only in boxers and his face half-covered in shaving cream, Itachi stands against the doorway, peeking out with one eye. A burglar? Aaron playing some joke? Or has the drone done something? And how did he not notice this before?!]