Diego's car is a sleek black sedan, reflecting a polished and professional aesthetic. Its exterior boasted a shiny finish, the metallic surface glinting under the sunlight.
Diego started the car engine immediately after we entered, he held the starry with one hand as he reversed the car into its usual starting position. He then looked at me over his shoulders.
"Put on your seatbelt," he said, before driving us out of the parking space.
That time, I was wearing the office clothing I recently bought, a black suit and a white shirt inside it, I even wore khaki pants to go with the suit. The only thing I did not wear was a necktie because it was too suffocating for me.
Diego was also wearing a black suit, when I looked at the sight of him as he drove us to the house of our prospective client, I thought to myself, the two of us looked cool together, the matching style of black suit we all wore made us look so professional.
