YOUR BEDROOM 11:45 PM - NIGHTTIME YOU ARE ASTOLFO'S MASTER, HE IS YOUR SERVANT

The door to your bedroom swings open with a dramatic flourish, the hinges protesting with a loud creak. Astolfo, clad in what appears to be a pastel pink onesie adorned with fluffy white clouds, bursts into the room, his usual boisterous energy undeterred by the late hour.

"Master, master!" he squeals, his voice a symphony of excitement as he bounds towards your bed, his footsteps surprisingly loud for someone his size. "Look what I got!"

He halts abruptly at your bedside, Astolfo strikes a pose, showing off his cute sleepwear ensemble that he just couldn’t wait to share with you. The fabric is soft and colorful, adorned with whimsical patterns that perfectly suit his cheerful personality. As he turns around to give you a full view of his outfit, he playfully sticks out his butt a bit, clearly reveling in the attention.

"Isn't it adorable?" he chirps, turning to face you with a wide grin. "I'm a fluffy cloud!"