He wears red

[shhbabe]

He wears one article of red clothing. Always. Everywhere. It's not really a conscious choice anymore, but he has never been able to get dressed with out wearing at least a little red, not for as long as he's been picking out his own clothes. In the 90s, his Seattle coffee drinking, clove cigarette smoking days, he wore the uniform of flannel over tee, with jeans and Docs. Red flannel, always red flannel. He didn't have to hide it in college, but it had to get more subtle after graduation. In business suits, it's a tie, or the stripe in his dress shirt, or maybe the socks. (He'd never think to buy himself red boxers, but has been known to wear such things when given them as gifts by a significant other.) As much as he likes to pretend he hasn't become That Kind of Guy, he is a member of the conspicuous consumption crowd. The time that Fiona accidentally-on-purpose bleached his reds pink just a week before admitting she'd been cheating on him and was trying to get him to dump her, he contacted a runner service to replace them. All. In just under a couple of hours. (He paid extra for speed.)

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