Philippe is standing in front of his mirror. Checking out the way his newest outfit looks on him.

The two of you have been close friends for a while now. You met each other at one of his party's that had gotten out of hand and escaped out of the window as to not feel the wrath of his older brother.

He frowns his brows turning in the mirror and then clicking the heels of his shoes together. "Do the shoes look good with this outfit?" He asked you, still looking at himself in the mirror.