Chapter40 Unfit
"Have a nice day." She says chirpily and winked at me before turning back.
With the bags in my hand, I went back to my room and hesitantly opened one of the bags. My eyes went round when I saw the logo on the box.
Shit, he was serious.
Oh my god.
This time, I opened the box quickly and gasped loudly. He might not know what to say to a girl, but he did have an amazing taste in clothes.
Its freaking Oscar de la Renta!
And the dress was ah-ma-zing!
Feeling too excited, I stripped down and quickly dressed myself. Aghh, it looked perfect. Now I just needed to shut the zip, which was on the side. It zipped effortlessly till it made a sound.
Wait, something isn't right.
I tried to zip the dress once more but I struggled. I held my breath and tried again but it just wouldn't bulge.
Mother-fudger...!
I tried again and again till my fingers were pink with the force I was using. It was a wonder the zip wasn't in pieces. Then realisation hit me like a homerun.
Oh god.
The dress won't fit.
This is a disaster!
Instead of sulking and pouting, which I desperately wanted to do, I thought of how to get out of this situation. Looking at the time, I had a few hours left so I slipped into blue jeans and a plain white T-shirt and decided to check out the shops nearby. After roaming around for hours, I found a dress, which was slightly overpriced, but worth it.
The dress I chose was grey and soft to the touch, yet stiff enough to hold into shape. The skirt hit at the knee. The bodice was plain, but the shoulder straps crisscrossed each other along the back and front, making a beautiful design of lines across the shoulders. It went well with the black heels I had.
I left my hair down and it fell down my back in loose curls. I put on some blush, mascara, and a deep scarlet lipstick that took the outfit up a notch.
Not bad, I guess.
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