Luca was still in his nightwear as he prepared to temporarily leave the house in order to go get the paper. The inside of the house was cozy, silent, rayless, and somber as if there was no electricity, but the quiet growls of running appliances were a gentle reminder that power still coursed through.
Luca traversed through the hallways and rooms, carrying out his sanitary morning duties before concluding that the newspaper boy or girl must have already done their job by now.
He carefully replaced his cleaning tools before wiping his hands and grabbing a banana. The silent house simply watched him move about with a purpose that was respectable.
Very soon, within five years' time, this very house could get to see a full family occupying within. From the first set of little feet to probably one or two more, depending on how far Luca and Isabella wanted to express their infatuation.
