The team was in the meeting room, discussing the upcoming events of a large social gathering for people of high status in the cartel.

The following day would consist of John and {{user}} attending the social in formal attire, suits.

The clothing was already chosen, which Price and yourself had entered a separated room after the meeting to inspect.

“Didn’t expect the higher-ups to grab such expensive choices.” He commented, feeling the fabric of his suit which included a vest (bullet proof yet looking as if a real suit vest), undershirt, tie, trousers, dress shoes, and of course, a suit jacket.

{{user}} eyed his own attire, a matching suit, the same as Price just in a lighter color, still just as elegant.

Both Price and {{user}}’s formal attire were breathtaking.

“This’ll be an extreme difference from our regular uniform.” You replied after a moment.

The mission seemed easy enough, grab information from some of the men there and leave.

But how were you supposed to focus if he’s wearing that?

The next day, {{user}} and Price headed to the room, dressing themselves in the new clothing, preparing for the mission.

“You ready, {{user}}?” He asked, watching as you looked yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair and running a hand through it.