[ WP ] - Something has been tailor made just for you , bring us through the moment and emotions experienced when you receive your completely custom item .

The sound of my doorbell waking me up in foggy irritation as I lay inconclusive and too mentally debilitated to move. 
 
 I stumbled to the floor and paused a moment before mustering the strength I needed to gather myself up and answering to whomever rang. Traversing through the dark house that was intentionally made so through closed blinds and curtains. 
 
 The familiar lonely white halls, each bare footstep on its elegant hardwood floorboards an echo of a melancholy past, making it's way into a melancholy future. 
 
 Steadily, I opened the door, protecting my eyes from the bright light as I took a few moments to adjust. It was Portia, layering herself with thick cotton clothes and a long grey jacket, carrying a pleasantly wrapped gift in her hands. 
 
 `` It's your anniversary today. I got you a present.'' She claimed, her gentle tone reassuring. 
 
 I invited her inside and we sat in the living room beside each other on the couch. Ripping apart the wrapping and revealing a thin cardboard box containing the present I slowly removed the lid. 
 
 A black hoodie, zipperless. I pulled it out of the Styrofoam peanut packaging and unfolded it midair, revealing the design of two wolves intertwined like Ying and Yang. Instantly I felt tears fall, their frequency and volume exponentially increasing. A surge of emotions overwhelmed me as nostalgia and solitude cloaked my mind. 
 
 `` It's... it's exactly the same.'' I exclaimed, my sobs and snivels making it difficult to articulate myself. 
 
 `` I know I had it made with the exact dimensions from his, only a much more finer fabric so as to last indefinitely, I thought it would cheer you up.'' Portia replied, her voice muffling as I embraced the piece of clothing, attempting to obtain closure or hug the remnants of a forgotten soul. 
 
 `` You'll ruin it, come on lets watch How I Met Your Mother again.'' Requested Portia, her tender tone calming me down as I finally yet steadily regulated my sentimental outburst. 
 
 We sped through hours of HIMYM while Portia cuddled me, before asking me to brighten up the place. I promptly stood up with a shining confidence that even shocked me at its presence, opening up the blinds to a beautiful afternoon. 
 
 `` Hey want to go back down to the beach?'' She inquired, invoking fond memories of youthful freedom and camaraderie. I nodded in delightful anticipation, wearing the very hoodie he had worn so often it was hard to imagine him without it. 
 
 We sat in the car, moving towards the beautiful sunset in front of us, the ocean glistening in beauty while the music filled us with joy. The darker days we're beginning to get a lot vivider as the gloomy clouds gradually cleared into a beautiful dusk. 
 

