On the floating island, there was a large blue tower. A spiral. Its nickname was 'Spiral of Trends'.
Apparently, a very famous clothing brand.
'How come I'm hearing it only today?' Varian thought, but didn't say it out loud.
Then Varian experienced the most excruciating three hours of his life.
Now, he was trying desperately to not extend those three hours into four.
"This is good already." Varian said in protest.
"No. Change!" Sarah shook her head and said in an irrefutable tone. She sounded like an instructor deciding to ignore the cadets' pleas.
In a way, it was the same situation.
He was enthusiastic in the first ten minutes. Then everything felt like hell.
'Ah! Just let this end!'
Varian sighed and tapped on his comm.
The white shirt, black vest and pants on his body were instantly replaced by a another white shirt, black vest and pants.