3. Dinner

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by _klarrr

by _klarrr

Kim Namjoon
02/26/20

My most trusted tailor, Mrs. Lee delivered my suit for this evening's dinner with the other party.

It was a navy blue, matte suit with matching slacks and a white, turtle neck flannel on the inside.

Perfect! Just like I expected it to be when it's Mrs. Lee's piece.

I met her when I was still an eight-year old boy.

When my mother and I would go to the market and pass by her shop.

"Joonie, are you ready? Please bring with you the basket." Mom reminded the boy.

"Yes eomma, the basket is already with me. Let's go!" Eight-year old Namjoon said as he ran towards her mother.

They arrived at the market and Namjoon excitedly led the way going to the vegetable section.

As he fast-walked through the market he bumped into a person.

The little boy immediately caught the old woman before she would have fallen to the ground.

"I'm so sorry ma'am, may I help you with your things?" Namjoon offered.

But the woman declined, "No, it's fine little boy. Anyway, thank you for catching me. And make sure to pass by my shop later with your mother. I'll give you a treat."

The woman pointed to a shop nearby, as she beamed at you then to your mom.

I smiled at the memory, then put the suit on.

Then, quickly got my things and chose to drive my Mercedes.

When I arrived at the venue I gave my keys to the valet and walked inside the sophisticated-structured building.