Christopher made a face at the suit in front of him. "Are you kidding me? What is this?" He turned in the mirror in shock with the quality of the new light blue Gucci signoria suit. Nobody told him that it would be wool. Christopher hated wool. He looked in the mirror with disgust, noticing the biggest factor, which was the shortness of the pants. "Is this what Gucci is coming too? A fucking horrible hipster trend of showing a little ankle?"
Christopher was in a fashion studio in New York City. He visited the city quite often by train, or the occasional jet when he was really moody. Perks of having his parents in the fashion business is that he could have whatever clothes he wanted. He got access to the latest designs before most, and this was something Christopher took advantage of. Before heading back to school, the blonde was going to pick up a new suit, being that his previous was laying in the trash covered in coffee.
The phone vibrated with a message from a classmate named Sutton. Christopher read the message and responded with a short "Fine" reply. He mentioned nothing about the fact that he was a good 3 hours away. Nigel, a friend of Christopher's parents, and the person who usually deals with the boy's fashion affairs rummaged through the racks for another piece. "Now you've really done it Nigel, you've set up my day for disappointment. I was happy as bird before I walked in those doors.." Christopher said. Nigel rolled his eyes, "Yes, because your such a joy the rest of the time. Blame me for all your problems.." he handed Christopher a simple black Prada suit, "..You'll thank me one day, you will." he added.
Later on, about 30 minutes later, Christopher was freshly draped in high end clothes and boarding the train back to school. He sat down in his seat, shoving his hands into his pockets with somewhat of an attitude. He was not interested in going back to school early, and would have much rather stayed in the city messing about. The train started to move shortly.