For once, everyone in the department had the luxury to leave early. Everyone left around the time of six in the evening, to show up at dinner at eight.
It has been the first time since Brandon had started working for the company that he had actually been allowed to go home on the time he was intended to go home. For some of the other reason, he always had more work than necessary and since he had nothing else to do, he always was ready to stay behind.
Of course, it meant that Killian had arrived home with him.
"Is that what you're wearing?" Killian asked, staring at him while standing in the door frame of the room.
Brandon paused. His fingers were entangled in the cloth of his tie that he was trying to get a perfect knot in. "What do you mean?"
It was not a new outfit, the suit was the same that he had worn many many times before for company events on a small scale.
What was wrong with it?
The frown remained in its place, as Killian answered, "Nothing."
