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William Phillip Garrett woke every morning ten minutes before his alarm went off. He got out of bed and made it immediately. He took a seven minute shower and brushed his teeth for exactly one hundred and twenty seconds, and then he browsed his selection of ties and sweater vests to see which one matched his mood the best. If he was feeling playful, he'd choose something with a fun pattern.
He didn't often feel playful.
Today his tie was a whimsical brown and grey check, a perfect match to his brown sweater vest. Sarge would definitely notice him now.