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Somewhere in the bowels of Jack's wide jeans, the phone rang. He smiled apologetically and reached to get the vibrating apparatus from the depths of his back pocket. The attempt failed and Jack had to get up. The jeans hung so low on his hips that when he bent down and pulled up his T-shirt to get to his mobile, his striped underpants were shown to the whole gaming room, which, as I understand it, was part of the hip-hop image and did not embarrass the man in the least.
But the bore Cyril clearly did not like it. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, and his spectacles lifted up on the bridge of his nose, showing his dislike of the player's striped shorts.