I dropped by at Allison’s promptly as I got back to the pack land to freshen up and get dressed.
As it would aid my time management because I don’t wish to go home to an already dressed Brandon unprepared.
I hastened back home; stepping into the pack house, my eyes didn’t miss the unusual and shocking look I received from a few pack members the minute I stepped foot into the pack building; didn’t care for it, it’s not every time you have me sporting a shimmering black blazer, swathed with medium-dark grey jean and a pair of white shoes.
On a normal day, I don’t dress like this, all I do is throw a shirt or polo over my broad frame to cover my body with a pair of faded blue jean, and I am the done for the day.
But today is special for Brandon and me; he deserves more effort than me
