When I got back into our stall, they almost did not recognize me. I got a little conscious tho, I look weird. Dylan may be the only person who knows me too well in that room full of people. They are even shocked when I said who I am.
I can see the awe in Dylan's eyes when I approached him, "My girl looks astonishing as always. I thought it would be common to dress you as a maid, but you just prove me wrong." I chuckled at his statement.
"You are… Phoebe?" they asked me for the nth time already. It is getting annoying, please. "Really?" Simon, their other teammate who seems to have a problem with me. He is the one who keeps on repeating his question. I am even wearing a name tag for goodness sake.
