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Her room (I can't choose one, so either one you guys prefer) :
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Ianna's POV
The day was here, I was finally going to do what I wanted and no one was going to stop me. Though that was my excitement talking when my alarm clock went off all I did was look at it with tired eyes making it automatically turn off, so I could go back to sleep. Just as my consciousness was slipping back into oblivion my door was slammed open making fall off the bed and jump up into a fighting position. "Good morning Ianna-san!" Asahi my tío's housekeeper said in an annoyingly joyous tone making me look at her with a face reading, 'Wth is wrong with you, why am I awake?'.
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