Duke & Austin || I Still Like That Naked Idea
Austin cleared his throat as leaned away from the mirror, making sure he looked at his best. As much as he liked looking good just because, this time, it was important that he looked good. He combed his fingers through his hair as he checked that he had everything he needed.
His top hat sat beside his cell phone, tossing it into his jacket pocket. He sighed at the fact that he still felt incomplete, like the way he looked still wasn't good enough. Shrugging his shoulders back, he grabbed his sunglasses and placed them into his pocket; he would just have to deal with how he looked and hope that Duke didn't think he was lame.
Stepping out of his LQ, the sun immediately poured down on him. Maybe Duke was right, no, he was right; he was wasting so much time stuffed into a trailer. Now, he had a perfect reason to want to spend more time outside.