Tyred Jr the Elder’s footwear of choice. I’ve no idea what they cost – I’m not paying for them, he is.
To be teamed with cotton tracky bottoms (Adidas or Nike only, black only), North Face jacket (black only, to be worn regardless of weather condition and current smell, ideally with hood up until told to put your stupid hood down by parent) and vaguely incredulous, surly expression at all times. No deviations accepted by peer group. Accessories include phone (permanently welded to hand), headphones, heavy-footed stamping, all manner of dropped consonants and liberal use of ‘fam’ as term of address.
Several times I think I’ve spotted him nearby, only to realise it’s a clone.
Yes, we had one of those mornings.