Chapter Twenty-Two - Jaxon.
Holy hell, I look f*****g ridiculous!
Okay, slight exaggeration, I actually look like my brother.
I know, I know, we are identical twins, but you can always tell us apart because of my superior rock dress sense.
I am standing in black dress pants with a white shirt, open at the collar, no matter how much Elliot tries to convince me to wear a tie, that is not going to happen! I have, against my better judgement, tied my hair back into one of those man bun things, the scruff on my face has been neatly trimmed down, to more of Elliot’s shorter length, rather than the slightly longer one I prefer. Elliot is standing looking like a f*****g Mafia hood, in his own black dress trousers and white shirt, with a skinny black tie, his hair slicked back…fucking Ronn
