[ WP/MP ] Write a story reimagining a character from another piece of fiction as down-and-out/washed up/past their prime .

He sat in his new office, still amazed that it was finally his. He had fought his way tooth and nail up the corporate ladder, and now it was finally paying off. All the suit wearing, meeting attending, hand shaking, and ass-kissing had finally payed off. 
 
 `` If only my teenage self could see me now,'' he thought. `` He'd hate me. But what did I know? I was a teenager.'' 
 
 He still remembered those awful boarding schools he had been shipped off to and subsequently kicked out of. He was such a rebel back then, getting in fights and skipping class, he did n't care about anyone but himself. 
 
 No one except his sister that is. God, when was the last time they'd talked? Christmas? Had it really it really been that long? He'd been so focused on getting this promotion that he had n't really thought about it. Perhaps he did still focus on himself too much. 
 
 And he thought about himself then: his past self. The time he skipped school and ran off to New York. The times he'd go to watch the orchestra play with his parents, and the timpani player who was the only one there who seemed to be enjoying what he did. The worn orange hunting hat and bloodstained sweater that he refused to let go of that now sat in a box in his basement. 
 
 And now here he sat, in a big office, at an important job. A phony. He had become a phony. He even had a name tag on his big phony desk, telling everyone who saw it that Holden Caulfield was a phony. 

