"Sounds like a plan. I like my house." Really liked his house. Even if he had paid a decorator to fill the halls with paintings that he barely glanced at, and light fixtures that were needlessly complex, and furniture that was honestly too damn low to the ground. It said what he wanted it to say.
Just like his suit did, which he put on with the same gestures he used every day, paused to smooth out wrinkles in his shirt, to button cuffs, to straighten his tie and fix his collar before slipping on the jacket and repeating the same gestures all over again.
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Date: 2016-01-23 11:49 pm (UTC)Just like his suit did, which he put on with the same gestures he used every day, paused to smooth out wrinkles in his shirt, to button cuffs, to straighten his tie and fix his collar before slipping on the jacket and repeating the same gestures all over again.
"Need me to do anything?"