Damian
We- well Bryan has invited me over to a luncheon he is attending with his parents. I know the people and I am on good terms with them, but I am still fretting over what to wear. Should I wear my favourite black, or the new charcoal waist-vest Bryan got me.
Perhaps the velvet red one. Hmm...
Fidgeting with my tie again because though I am not nervous- these are my future in-laws. They know me sure, they already like me sure but still... I wish to win them over in a different way. They only know me as Bryan’s high school friend...and I am more.
So much more.
Freshly showered, Bryan joins me in front of the walk-in closet, taking a crisp white shirt- same as me, a black pants and a red blazer. Then he walks away calling over his shoulder, “Grey blazer.” Returning my gaze to t
