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Somehow, suits make everything official.

Suits make a business official.

Suits make the FBI official.

Suits make funerals official.

"Do I look official?" Magnus asked, holding his arms away from his torso to inspect the sides of the suit. Alec glanced up.

"You look like something," Alec said, from beneath a pile of blankets on the couch. The only thing exposed was his head and hands as he scrolled through internet sites.

"Maybe I should get my briefcase," Magnus said.

"You have a briefcase?"

"Italian leather," Magnus said.

"I'm honestly not surprised anymore," Alec said.

"It's the board of directors," Magnus said. "I mean, the fact that they even gave me an interview—"

"You said it yourself; they're desperate."

"I did some research last night," Magnus said. "They're a walking disaster."

"Do you think you can fix it?" Alec asked.

"Probably," Magnus said. "It's just going to cost a lot of money."

"Don't tell the board that," Alec said.

"Should I switch suits?" Magnus asked.

"How many suits do you have?" Alec asked.

Magnus looked at Alec.

"How many do you have?" Magnus asked.

"I think I still have the suit I wore to Homecoming," Alec said.

"Hand-tailored?"

"My mom had to hem the pants," Alec said. "Does that count?"

"You're getting a new suit when I get back," Magnus said.

"Speaking of getting back," Alec said, "you're never going to get there unless you leave now."

Magnus snatched a file folder off the dining room table before running towards the door.

"Thank you, Alexander," Magnus said, as the doors slid open.

"You're welcome," Alec said.

The doors slid shut.

.......

Alec's phone started ringing just as soon as he fell asleep. Life had a way of always doing that.

"Hello?"

"Alexander?"

"Who else would it be?" Alec asked.

"Awfully hostile today, aren't we?"

Alec took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry. How'd it go?"

"Very well, actually. I'm watching them install my name on my office door."

"You got the job?" Alec sat up.

"Of course I did," Magnus said.

"Well, congratulations."

"Thank you. So what color should I paint the walls?"

"You're insane," Alec said, turning over and burying his face in the soft pillows.

"Actually, I looked into that. I'm not. So fuchsia or electric blue?"