everything to do with you, down to your clothes

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As much as Alec appreciated solitude, he was certainly not immune to feeling the ache of loneliness. Butternut (or 'Boathouse Cat' as Alec had nicknamed her), when she wasn't swatting at the fish swimming in the lake or chasing after mice and squirrels, could be incredibly affectionate toward him, and Alec had grown rather fond of her in return, but the company of a cat couldn't compare to the company of a fellow man - at least not one who was a friend.

There had been no answer to his knocking at the door to Biffy's apartment, so the next place he went looking was the clothing store where he knew Biffy was employed. Alec had never visited before, having no need or desire to wear such formal attire, but he would have a look around if it meant spending even a short amount of time with his good mate.

Looking at the smartly dressed mannequins at the front of store, Alec couldn't help but compare their outfits to the ill-fitting navy blue suit with the red tie which hung in his wardrobe. Alec hated that suit, but it was the only one he owned. He would much prefer a suit like the olive green one in front of him. Or perhaps the sky blue.

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Biffy was, indeed, at work today and impeccably dressed in dark charcoal pants with a waistcoat of a matching charcoal front and deep red silk back. These he wore over over a pale blue shirt with white collar and an expertly knotted red tie overlaid with gold pattern. With his sleeves folded up crisply to his elbows, he was a free advertisement for the store from the points of his collar to the broguing of his wingtip spectators.

While their clientele did include a few young men and ladies who shopped there precisely because Biffy made such nice window dressing, he was always pleasantly surprised. Especially when friends were about. Coming up to tidy up the window display, he paused and looked through the glass to see Alec and he waved immediately. Talented though he was, Biffy couldn't communicate through glass and tilted his head toward the door before going 'round to meet him.

"I didn't know you meant to drop by," he said, smiling brightly. "Do come in. Is this a social call or can I help you find something to wear?"