At the risk of discouraging your curiosity even further, the main character in the story, a Mr. Metalhead Eddie, is obsessed with his favorite multi-zippered, black leather jacket, a constant reflection of his commitment to his own social ostracism.
Allow me to quote a passage or two for you:
"I am the comic-book nerd of popular stereotype: large and soft around the middle, dressed in a multi-zippered leather jacket with wild red hair and thick glasses, an avid gamer, a collector of all manner of pop detritus, a heavy metal fan, a Trekker, a man immersed in the massive universes of sci-fi and fantasy."
"I hear them say it under their breath when I walk into B. Dalton Bookseller in Eastwoods Mall: here comes Metalhead Eddie."
"My leather coat gives me powers as surely as my D&D character Tennaguar's invisibility cloak or his beast-claws spell."
Not that a single one of you would be interested in reading such a yarn, but here it is: Metal Head Eddie.
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