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Contrary to popular belief, the birthday of Don Giovanni did not, in fact, involve any women. (Besides the very first one, of course, but then no more).
Instead, it centered on pleasure without the need to work—for his life always centered on pleasure, and pleasure sans irritating complications was a wonderful way to celebrate, if he did say so himself. Working for pleasure did bring him more satisfaction at times, but he knew another quite simple way to content himself: his manservant.
His manservant was a beautiful man, always ready to serve, a willing object of ridicule as he could never be truly angry at his master, and always able to make him feel joy. On Don Giovanni’s birthday, Leporello was practically the only one included. Truth be told, Leporello was the only one that knew his birthday.
The morning started off as usual, with his manservant helping him with a bath and his clothes. Sometimes, Don Giovanni let Leporello take his clothes to wear, and that always happened on his birthday. He knew that Leporello liked wearing his clothes, not just because they were a nobleman’s clothes but because they were his nobleman clothes. And he enjoyed the lit-up expression on his manservant’s face when he was allowed to get a taste of his life too.
Naturally, there was no person that could ever understand and appreciate what he was truly like. But Leporello could come close.
They spent time rambling and bantering around the city, assumed to be noblemen by passersby solely by their clothes (social class was an interesting thing). They got a large lunch, though Don Giovanni ate the majority of both their dishes. It was his birthday after all.
Back at the house, Don Giovanni ordered his manservant to bake a cake. The results? About as edible as a rock. The laughs that it brought for both of them? It sated him more than any food, any woman could.
The night was spent with alcohol and whatever two tipsy men in a slight stupor did when they were alone.
Tomorrow, they would return to the state of what society dictated for them, a master and his servant. Society would continue to oppress its people, no matter if it was a day of celebration or not. But there were a few things that society did not like that would still happen.
Uno. He would seduce another woman.
Due. He would abandon her.
Tre. He would repeat this. For how long, that was uncertain.
Quattro. He might find true love and be free.
Cinque. No matter what, Leporello would still be there.
Leporello would always be there.