Vincenzo

Vincenzo

A rap drummed in my ears. I groaned, muttering meaningless words. In a flash, it ceased and I sighed in relief—prepared to continue enjoying my sleep.

It came again, this time with a voice. " Vi boy. Come on, open up."

Groaning out loud, I sat up and glared at the door. With the knock coming yet, I rolled out of the bed and padded off. A small pull revealed a lanky figure. "Oh, did I wake you up?"

I nodded with the frown still on my face.

"I'm sorry." She ruffled my hair. "I really need a favour from you."

I moved my head, urging her to say whatever it was so that I could return to sleep.

"Can I use your bathroom? Mine got blocked," the figure said.

I slanted my head in total disbelief.

"It beats me too. And your Papà and Mammà are fast asleep. I don't want to trouble them."

It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her to ask the maids, but I figured that she must have already done that. Her bedroom was close to the servant quarters.

"Okay." I pulled the door wider, lettin