Heels clanked against marble floors as Angelica walked through the long white hallways of her home. Turning another corner, she easily navigated her way through the maze-like labyrinth of walls and made her way to the front doors of her home.
"Angelica, dear," she heard a voice call her out, just as her hand was about to touch the handle of the large front doors. Turning around she found a tall, slender man with short blonde hair and turquoise eyes dressed in an expensive white suit standing on top of the stairs.
"Yes, father?"
"I've always wondered where exactly you run away to, these days. I rarely get to see you when I am home."
"I study, father."
"Is the family library not to your likings?"
"No, no, it's not that. I go and study with my-friend."
"And who might this friend of you
