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B| A date III

Highschool

THIRD PERSON

To: Marini, Vito

Cc: Marini, Domenico

Subject: Request for Extension of Curfew for a Special Evening Outing

Dear Mr. Marini,

I hope this message finds you well. I am writing to inform you of a slight change in the plans I had previously discussed with you regarding the potencial date with Josephine. Originally, I had intended to spend the evening in a more conventional manner; however, I have come across a unique and rather extraordinary opportunity that I would love to share with Josephine.

There is currently a special plant exhibition being held at the botanical gardens in Newfolk, where they are showcasing a rare flower that only blooms at night. The timing of this event would allow us to experience the blooming in its full, stunning glory, and I believe it would be a truly memorable experience for Josephine, since she can held an own exhibition in her room.

Given the nature of the event, it will extend beyond the usual curfew time. With your kind permission, I would like to request an extension of the curfew for the evening to allow us to fully enjoy the exhibition. I will, of course, ensure that Josephine is safely escorted home as promptly as possible after the event concludes.

I sincerely hope this request is not too much of an inconvenience, and I would be most grateful for your understanding and consideration. Should you have any questions or concerns, I am more than happy to discuss them at your convenience.

Thank you very much for your time and attention. I look forward to hearing from you.

Warm regards,
Luke Hastings

Vito leaned back in his chair, a flicker of amusement crossing his face as he glanced over at Domenico, who was holding his phone with a perplexed expression. "Why am I only in Cc?" Domenico asked, raising an eyebrow.

Vito's lips twitched in the smallest of smiles, a sign he was trying to contain a reaction. He could already sense the familiar undercurrent of tension in Domenico's voice. "I believe Luke intended to speak with you privately," Vito replied casually, though the look in his eyes suggested otherwise. "Maybe he values your opinion on matters of this nature more than mine."

Domenico narrowed his eyes, sensing the teasing tone. "Ha. Very funny, Vito. So you're telling me he didn't think I'd have something to say about Josephine going out late at night?"

Vito let out a quiet laugh, more a soft exhale than a true chuckle. "No, Nico, I think he knows you'd probably say no straight away. Maybe it's best that he sent it to me first."

Domenico's gaze dropped back to his phone, rereading Luke's email with an even deeper furrow in his brow. "A rare flower that only blooms at night? Really? How convenient." He scoffed, leaning back in his seat. "What a way to state a demand disguised as a polite question." Vito remained silent for a moment. Domenico was right, in some ways. Luke's email was carefully worded, but there wasn't even one question mark. "What's our move here, Vito? We still let him take her out, or do we put our foot down?"

Vito set his phone down on the table, finally shifting his posture, his hands steepled together in front of him, the familiar gesture that signaled his focus. He stared at Domenico for a moment, considering his brother's question carefully. "It is a good idea, we have to give him that," Vito said slowly, his tone measured, almost reluctant. "And I am sure she would be thrilled to see it. The exhibition sounds fascinating, and the idea of a rare flower blooming at night—it's the kind of thing Josephine would love." He paused, his gaze drifting as if he were picturing the scene in his mind. "And changing the security shouldn't be that much of a trouble."