It was already night, they were getting ready to go to the cinema.
Damon stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting his tie with a scowl on his face. Alice stood behind him, holding a lint roller and running it over his suit jacket.
"Make sure you get all the dog hair off," Damon grumbled, not bothering to look at her.
Alice suppressed a sigh and continued to roll the lint roller over his jacket. He is always demanding, always critical, and always seems to find fault with everything.
"Is this tie straight? You forgot how to knot a tie so soon?" Damon asked, turning to face her.
Alice shook her head, forcing a smile. "I'm sorry sir," she apologized and adjusted his tie. "It looks perfect now." She added.
Damon gave her a skeptical look before turning back to the mirror. He sm
