Julio tidied up but he was no longer feeling like these clothes were necessary. It felt almost like there was a problem with them and the style, certainly beneath him. He thought of the boutiques he had seen when driving around sometimes and he wanted to go in there for some checks. He had not been able to do that because he knew that his money was not enough.
Besides, who needs to think about fashion when they have a short time to live before retiring to hell? Certainly not him. Lucifer would no sooner have him naked and being eaten then let him return in his clothes.
Eventually, he finished dressing up and he started going out only to meet with David who suddenly bent down like he was lacing his shoes. There was just something about David that was eerie and he felt like the guy was bad news.
"Hey bro, are you going out?" David rushed over to him but he was pissed.
