I'm writing something new... this is a first draft, unrevised, and completely taken out of context, but it makes me laugh. I just had to share.
“You’re late,” Sid snaps as he marches up to us. “And weren’t you wearing that yesterday?” He glares at my attire.
I smooth out the front of my shirt and shrug, eyeing his tweed sports jacket—a dead ringer for yesterday’s right down to the pattern of coffee stains on the lapels. Gideon stretches out his hand and touches the collar of my shirt briefly, and it blushes from white to pink. I grimace at him, and he throws me a smug smile. No one has commented on his outfit—a dark maroon silk suit with a pale grey Mandarin-collar dress shirt, but I gather it would take either a very brave or very stupid man to comment on Gideon’s fashion sense.
[snip] (Sid walks away and Gideon and Max are talking...)
“I have to be back by seven-thirty,” I say, giving myself some time to walk to Alice’s place.
“Something like that.” I look down at my shirt and gesture wildly at him. “Seriously? Pink? You couldn’t have gone with blue?”
“It’s salmon,” he says—and he sounds a little defensive about it.
“It’s fucking pink,” I say bitterly.
Sometimes I just have to write things that make me laugh.