Dale grudgingly changed out of his casual clothes, his mom had chased him out of his office and away from his paperwork to have a date with some Omega that he doesn't even remember although his mom insists that they're acquaintances.
He yanks on slacks and glares at his reflection in the mirror, a white shirt on his body with the buttons undone and the pink-white flowers on his chest catch his attention.
Getting the tattoo was a split-second decision but he didn't regret it, he would humor his mom because he couldn't tell her no outright but they both knew that it was nothing but empty actions.
Maybe she was hoping that he would fall in love with one of the girls, Dale wasn't even sure he was against that seeing as he couldn't get the two people he actually felt something for.
His mom wanted him to look formal but the shirt, slacks, and loafers had to do or he was taking a run in the woods, suits were a no-go.
