Matthew was dragged out of bed early that morning by his best friend and partner, Foggy. If his keen hearing had not warned him in advance, letting him prepare and use his polished acting skills to look as though he had just woken up, Foggy would have stripped off his pajamas.
Today was an extremely important day for them-their first meeting with their future colleague and partner.
Foggy took this occasion especially seriously, as his outfit alone made clear.
Although Matthew could not see, the moment Foggy walked into the room, he caught the faint scent unique to high-quality fabric.
He reached out and touched Foggy's suit. Its fine texture and distinctive weave told him instantly that this had to be Foggy's legendary "Miss Mary."
Foggy treasured this black men's suit. According to him, he only brought it out for occasions as important as weddings, funerals, and court appearances.
"Stop spacing out. You've got twenty minutes." Like an anxious parent, Foggy pushed Matthew into the bathroom as he spoke, squeezed toothpaste onto his toothbrush, and shoved it into his "half-asleep" friend's hand.
Then Foggy the lawyer instantly switched roles, and Foggy the stylist took over.
He went into Matthew's bedroom and opened his wardrobe, where the clothes were neatly arranged.
Because Matthew could not see, his daily necessities, clothes, and other belongings all had fixed places, which made choosing an outfit much easier for Foggy.
As he rummaged around, Foggy muttered, "Matthew, we've got to make a good impression today. Of course, we're partners in the firm too, so we can't let ourselves be outclassed."
By the time Matthew had finished taking care of his personal needs and taken a lightning-fast shower, Foggy was already standing outside the bathroom with the clothes he had picked out, like a soldier awaiting