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Fiction, flash fiction, short stories, short story, story, writing
He slouched into his room and shut the door. Away from prying eyes, he stood in front of his closet door, enjoying a few moments of anticipation before he opened it.
There were lights inside the closet which activated when he opened the door. He had installed them himself, precisely positioned to catch the contents at the best possible angle.
He took off his glasses and put them down on the dresser. He slicked back his hair. His posture shifted as he discarded t-shirt and jeans for his one of a kind, custom-made suit.
He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He looked tall, strong, intelligent and handsome. He looked awesome. Nobody would recognise him as the meek, ordinary individual who had entered the room just a few minutes ago.
He ran his fingers over his fine Italian suit and adjusted his tie. It was time to hit the town and impress some ladies.
© Kari Fay
(Author’s Note: Today is International Suit Up Day!)
