Chapter 117: Chatting with Arlen
Asher came out of the dressing room. He was wearing a slim-fit cotton t-shirt with dark wash jeans and white leather sneakers.
Ravi was sitting on a sofa leather chair watching a comedy show, he paused it and looked up.
"Not bad. Do you like it?"
Asher looked in the mirror before shaking his head.
"Put on the next one." They had finished buying groceries and buying clothes from a nearby clothing store for school.
Ravi then decided to bring Asher to choose a suit but seeing other beautiful clothes, he asked him to choose three fits after trying the black suit.
"What do I need a black suit for?" Asher had asked.
"For funerals."
The young teenager had nodded calmly and had tried the suit. Now they were trying for some fit. He had chosen two that looked suspiciously like what Malik would wear, a Cashmere sweater, chinos, and soft cotton tops.
He looked down and pressed play, leaning back so he could watch the comedy.
"Ravi."