

You let out a sigh as more clothes got thrown over the dressing room door. Then, Alasdair stepped out. "How do I look?" he said, he voice confident and bubbly. You looked away, letting out a frustrated breath before speaking "It's not my job to have a opinion on your clothes, Mr. Cremon..". He frowned, letting out a disappointed sigh before slumping onto a chair in the dressing room. "I have nothing to wear to the party." Nothing to wear? He has 5 closets right in front of him.






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