the extremely clean bathroom at la brie en rose, san myshuno, 11:45am

tabs washes all of SMRT (san myshuno rapid transit) off her hands when she feels a pair of very rich eyes on her…

????: (sheepish) i’m so sorry… i don’t mean to stare but your dress…it’s..

tabs bites her lip, prepared for the worst….

allison: (gushes) it’s beautiful.

tabs: (pleasantly surprised) oh…thank you!

allison: i’m much too old to wear that style, but i have a daughter around your age who might love it! (sighs) she’s so hard to buy for but this dress would look beautiful on her. the vibrant colours, the design, the cut, everything! you must tell me where you got it from!

tabs: ah (laughs uncomfortably) it was a gift from an ex. i couldn’t tell you where he got it from.

she reaches behind and grabs for a non-existent label

tabs: ah…and there’s no label inside…(pauses) actually, my friend is a stylist. he might be able to tell you where to get it…

????: oh that would be great!

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