While waiting for his bride, Asani was brimming with nervous energy. The Monroes had permitted his use of their guest room to dress. He had chosen to wear a black suit and bronze cufflinks, along with a necktie. While straightening his tie in the mirror, he heard a knock on his door.
"Enter," Asani answered.
The door cracked open, and his brother joined him. Their eyes connected in the mirror's reflection and Asani groaned as he noticed Jamba's attire. Their wedding was supposed to be a laid-back affair. Yes, Asani was well-dressed, but that was to be expected of the groom. However, Jamba looked as if he had stepped out of GQ magazine. With no less than a double-breasted black suit and a tie with a diamond stud as an accent, Asani wondered if the man understood the word, low-key.
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