➹THIRD PERSON PERSPECTIVE➷
✾March 10th, 2013- 01:45: Sheffield✾
Lorenzo dozed off on the couch while engrossed in an action-packed film on the television. Meanwhile, his twin daughters remained wide awake, engaged in incoherent chatter within their shared bedroom.
Alistair had completed the task of transporting and organising the final box of his personal items, carefully placing them within his assigned sleeping area.
After completing his tasks, he went to check on the twins and offered them a warm smile as their eyes met. He then proceeded to the sitting room, where he noticed Lorenzo peacefully asleep on the couch.
To be completely honest, last month was not the first time he had seen Lorenzo. Yes, it was his initial introduction to the gentleman, but he had observed him on several occasions prior at Mrs. Guerriero's company. However, he lacked the confidence to approach him and engage in a simple conversation until that fateful day when Lorenzo's mother introduced them to each other. He is grateful for her intervention and the opportunity it presented.
Alistair found a blanket draped over the back of the couch and decided to place it over Lorenzo to provide him with some warmth. He then made his way to the kitchen to get something to eat and drink. It took him some time to familiarize himself with the kitchen, but once he did, he prepared a quick snack and drink for himself and another serving for Lorenzo when he wakes up.
He politely took a seat on one of the stools in front of the kitchen island, savoring the sandwich he had thoughtfully prepared for himself and delicately sipping on a delightful cup of hot instant coffee when his phone began to vibrate discreetly in the pocket of his trousers.
"Who's sending me messages?" After taking another sip, he gently placed the mug down and politely took out his phone to check who was persistently texting him.
It appears that Mrs. Guerriero was the cause of his phone's persistent vibration, which was quite bothersome, to say the least However, she is his superior and Lorenzo's mother, making it difficult for him to remain angry with her. He does not wish to jeopardize his employment or the chance to develop a closer relationship with her son.
He thoroughly read through the messages, ensuring that he did not overlook any crucial information. However, the content of the messages was solely comprised of enquiries from Mrs. Guerriero regarding the well-being of her son and granddaughters. She also enquired about Alistair's adjustment to his new penthouse.
With great care and attention to detail, Alistair crafted his message to Mrs. Guerriero, ensuring its clarity and appropriateness, before completing his sandwich and coffee and pressing the send button.
He rose from the stool and carried the plate and cup to the sink, thoroughly cleaning the Delph until it was spotlessly clean.
After completing his task, he politely returned to the sitting room and observed that Lorenzo was still asleep, so he considerately left him undisturbed. He then proceeded to check on the twins, who were still engaged in their innocent babbling. Recognizing that there were limited tasks remaining, he made the decision to step out onto the terrace, where he could enjoy the breathtaking view of the ocean.
He gently closed the bifold doors and proceeded to make an important phone call. The phone rang twice before the individual, on the other end, graciously accepted his call.
"Hello, Meredith. How are you doing today?"
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