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Fit
In a movement and a whim, he bent down and attached that familiar badge to the lapel. Phoenix crossed his arms as he looked it over once more. A little better.
It was about nine years old, and he realized as he pulled it on that the blue suit still fit him. Technically speaking. Somehow it didn’t feel right.
He sighed as he put on a t-shirt and jeans instead; as he walked out of the Wright Anything Agency, he told Trucy he was going to buy a new suit.
1/11
"Bren Galloway?"
Bren turned around to see a slight red-haired woman behind him, anxiety clear on her face. He walked back to her, starting to worry.
"Is everything alright?"
She nodded, a small smile on her face.
"I just needed to talk to you. Um, where are you headed?"
He looked at her warily, suspicion in his voice. "Are you on a dare or something?"
She shifted uneasily, but met his eyes.
"Y-You could say that..."
Bren sighed, deciding to give this woman the benefit of the doubt.
"Fine, come on. I was headed to the coffee shop. You can come along."
She smiled slightly, and as he started to go back the way he was headed, she followed.
