Posted Sun Dec 13, 2015 | 213 Words | Tagged story workie

He bought the hi-viz boiler suit for a dress up costume. It was clean when he bought it. Here you can see him still half in a transition. He was freaked out when he first saw the stains bleed through the fabric. Wondering what they were, but surely it was always like that.

The party went well for him, he did come home feeling a little cloudy in his mind but he put that down to the alcohol. It never cleared and since his mind’s been getting cloudier and cloudier. Was it muckier than before? He hadn’t taken it off in… err… he couldn’t remember.

He looked in the mirror, his eyes didn’t have the same shine to them but he was just tired right. He had stopped shaving too, thinking it looked better. The chain came next, he just ordered it without thinking much of it.

It wasn’t going to be long before his mind would be so cloudy and hard for him to think he’d have to have someone to look after him. I’ll be picking him up at the end of the week, can’t have him getting the clean house he lives in all dirty. He needs somewhere a bit more suitable, with some friends to play with as well.