His Manic Dream Came True

"This bag is dirty," Jay said, lifting June's old, black backpack. 

He opened it and saw that most of the contents were jumbled inside. 

As much as June was a clean and organized person, his bag was always messy, as he never took anything out of it. 

"Let's see," Jay said, rummaging through the bags that luxurious brands had sent June. There were some from Proda, Luis Baton, Channel, and Door. 

"Why isn't he using any of these?" he asked, grabbing the large Channel bag and placing it on his bed. 

Then, he started transferring June's items from the old bag to the Channel bag. 

There was some old unopened gum, some faded receipts, and an old brick phone in his bag. 

Then, Jay pulled something out—a black cloth of some sort, making him frown.

"What is this?" he muttered, stretching the fabric and finding that it appeared like something Catwoman would wear.