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Prompt: razor thin
Word count: 200
The razor glided through the frothy foam, laying waste to the stubble that dotted his chin. A couple of quick swipes and his face was baby smooth. Clearing off the steam fogged mirror, he admired his visage. Other than a thin spot at his crown and some gray at his temples, he was as heart stopping as ever.
“You are one sexy son of a bitch.” He winked at his reflection and exited the bathroom with extra jaunt in his step.
Today was his day. His promotion was coming down the pike, he just knew it. He pulled on his best suit, tie, and loafers, a song by Boston played on loop in his head.
He hummed it through his morning commute, contentment and excitement making him sing out when he’d normally remain reserved. The possibilities of today, the hope had him giddy. He rehearsed his gracious words of acceptance for the promotion. Years of hard work paying off
His boss intercepted him on entry, herding him into the office that would his someday.
“Harold, I’ve got some news from above. We’re —”
“Thank you for recognizing my talents.”
“Letting you go.”
And his world crumpled and turned to ash around him.