“Okay, how about this?” Clarisse been in and out of the dressing room for the tenth time, and asked Raymond the same question over and over about every outfit that she tried. Raymond had attentively told her how she looked in the first few outfits, but now he regretted going shopping with her.
“This looks fine too. Now let’s go.” Raymond only sounded excited about leaving here.
“Oh, don’t sulk…,” Clarisse chirped, “… you wanted to take me shopping. Now, this or this.” Clarisse twirled around to show Raymond, her pencil violet skirt under a cream-coloured fluff collar formal shirt, and swung another pair of shirt and skirt in her hand.
“I think whatever you are wearing now is better.” Raymond nodded, flashing his teeth.
“Are you being sarcastic?”
“No, I am not.” Raymond defended.
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