Andrea's angelical voice travelled through the house for her son. With a yawn, Arthur stretched and jumped out of bed, putting on his slippers. He was dressed in a pyjama that his mother had given to him, composed of a white t-shirt and black shorts. She had chosen these clothes especially because they made his rear look quite... attractive, of course, she didn't tell him this.
After walking downstairs, he realized that his mother needed help...