WARDROBE

It was far too dark for him to wake up but he did anyways. He had to. The silence caused his ears to hum as he barely opened his eyes to walk around. The thought of another long day was dwelling overhead and he could not escape the fact that it was very realistically possible. He half heartedly went through his morning routine, which had now adapted to the darkness. Because of this, he would soon find out when he left that his shirt was backwards or his shoes didn't match or he was in need of a thicker jacket. The wardrobe malfunctions were almost a part of his routine now causing him to not care as much when he realized the mistake later in the day. It was almost a game to him. So as he walked outside into the moonlit morning he checked his outfit for the mistake, with no real intention of fixing it.