[He waited a moment for her to turn around before finally doing so himself, realizing she was waiting. Though she'd seen him nude before— several times, if he reminded himself that she'd seen him in the showers at Sawmill— there was still something awkward about the undressing part of it all, some minute amount of shame still clawing at him from the back of his mind.
Hanging the suit on the rack again, he pulled off his shirt and pants, tossing them in a heap on the floor. He slid into the dress pants easily enough, their long length a near perfect match for his legs. The shirt wasn't as easy- it came off the hanger quick enough, but once he got his arms into the sleeves, he fumbled with the buttons.
He left the tie on the hanger, slipping into the jacket before turning around.]
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[He waited a moment for her to turn around before finally doing so himself, realizing she was waiting. Though she'd seen him nude before— several times, if he reminded himself that she'd seen him in the showers at Sawmill— there was still something awkward about the undressing part of it all, some minute amount of shame still clawing at him from the back of his mind.
Hanging the suit on the rack again, he pulled off his shirt and pants, tossing them in a heap on the floor. He slid into the dress pants easily enough, their long length a near perfect match for his legs. The shirt wasn't as easy- it came off the hanger quick enough, but once he got his arms into the sleeves, he fumbled with the buttons.
He left the tie on the hanger, slipping into the jacket before turning around.]
How's that look?