IntoThePurple

"You almost ready to go, kid?" Fontaine asked, straightening the jacket on his tuxedo and looking at himself in the mirror with a smug smile. Hey, he was a damned handsome devil. "Yeah," Jack said behind him. The kid was getting dressed as well, putting on the finishing touches to getting ready for the event. "I don't know if it fits quite right though – it's a little tight, don't you think?" Fontaine turned around to look at the young man, smiling at what he saw. Jack, all done up formally. Black pants and a crisp white shirt. A form fitting, black jacket left softly open and a band around his waist that was silver and black. The mas