Alex jumped into the bath so fast he almost broke his neck. ZOOM. He scrubbed everything like a total maniac, then brushed his teeth so hard his gums almost bled. He had to be minty fresh.
Then, he went to his closet and put on something good. No, not just good, something awesome.
A suit.
A full-on, black-as-night, fancy-guy suit. The kind of suit you see in movies right before a billionaire goes to a meeting to buy, like, a whole country or something. He felt rich.
"After all," he said to himself in a low, cool voice, "I am gonna be a millionaire... like, right now."
He whistled a little hummy-tune as he slicked back his sexy blonde hair with some gel. Then he took a long, hard look at himself in the giant mirror.
