This is a quick Friday Fictioneers submission. Thanks to Douglas McIlroy for the prompt-I hope you don’t mind the direction I’ve taken it in.
Raphael was an ugly man with an unimpressive physique. If you’d been keeping score, you’d say he was a perfect-or, rather, a stunningly imperfect-1. So, when it came to finding work, Raphael was stuck. He didn’t have the looks to make it in politics and he’d really wanted to put something back. It was inevitable that he’d buy himself a diver’s suit and set up as a stripper. Alas, no one would pay to see him taking off his clothes but putting them on proved to be a real money spinner even if there was nowhere to put his tips.