[b][i]William Ascot[/i][/b]

William Ascot would stir awake, remembering a pretty blue-haired girl with an eyepatch in his dreams. Getting up from bed, he found that he was still in his St. Laurel's clothing; a sign that his mother knew that the boy wasn't staying in the family house for the entire night. He would then put on his socks and shoes and go downstairs, where Gilgamesha Ascot, the mother of all [i]three[/i] Ascot siblings, was in her shirt, jacket, jeans and shoes. The blonde woman would smile at her son, then, saying, "Do you finally remember your friend? The holder of 'Perfect Alexandria'?"

Ascot nodded and said, "Yes; she can possibly defy Death with the right combination of cards. She may have mentioned the 'Midnight Tournament' back in the library. Or was it someone else?"

Gilgamesha Ascot smiled as she extended her hand and opened her palm, revealing the car keys. "Want me to drive you there? Just sleep on the way; you need your rest."

A faint smile. "Thanks, Mom!"

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