Booth climbed out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was 6:43pm. That meant that he had 1 hour and 15 minutes before he had to go and meet Susanna. She worked at the Jeffersonian Medico-Legal lab and her and Booth had been giving each other looks all the time so he finally got the courage to ask her out. He decided to take her out to a posh restaurant on the other side of town and they had a reservation for 8:30pm so he was picking her at her house at 8.
Booth went into his bedroom and started to dry off. He went to his wardrobe and started to pick out the clothes that he was going to wear. He eventually picked out a pair of dark blue jeans with a light blue shirt with a striped blue tie with black shoes. He decided to do his hair before he got dressed so he went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
He grabbed the tub of hair gel from the side of the sink and rubbed some gently into his hands and started to run the gel into his hair to spike his hair up. Whilst gelling his side he noticed something that put him into shock. He moved closer to the mirror and looked. "Oh My God" he said. This couldn't be happening to him. Not him. Not Seeley Booth.
He couldn't let this happen. He was only 37. Okay so he knew that it would be happening, but he never thought that it would happen to him. Not yet. This was going to ruin the whole date. He couldn't have a good time knowing that this was happening to him. He sighed. His whole date had been ruined now.
He went back into his bedroom and picked up his phone. He sent a text and then went back to the bathroom. He looked into the mirror again and could see his reflection. He looked old, he had images of what he was going to look like in 10-15 years. Booth was gutted, the inevitable had happened to him.
Seeley Booth had found a grey hair.