Morning arrived swiftly.
Anthony stirred from his sleep.
Unlike the usual grogginess that clouded his vision and the lingering dizziness that accompanied his awakening, his eyes were strikingly clear, and his body brimmed with energy.
Turning his head toward the bedside clock, he noted the time—8:13 AM.
"The day has finally arrived"
He murmured, a smile playing on his lips.
Rising from bed, he made his way to the bathroom.
Unlike his usual rushed routine, Anthony allowed himself to linger, relishing the warmth of the water as it cascaded over his skin.
By the time he stepped out, the clock had already struck 9:30 AM.
His universal clothing stirred to life, shifting like liquid silk.
The fabric morphed seamlessly, conforming to his physique and adapting to the precise style he envisioned, an extension of his will.
Standing before the mirror, Anthony meticulously adjusted every detail of his appearance, ensuring absolute perfection.
