WULFRIC walked out of the fitting room. This was already the fourth set of clothes he tried on. He was already a bit numb to it all. He even felt like he's just a robot doing a set of programmed actions. Which was not entirely false. Because he's only doing this because of Aster.
He raised his head to look at the other. Aster was sitting on the couch with a juice and some snacks on the table beside it. The other looked like a noble prince waiting to watch a show. In this case, Wulfric being the star of the said show.
He didn't mind so much though. Especially after seeing the twinkle in Aster's eyes every time he walked out of the fitting room with a different outfit. It's like a big boost to his ego. At least he now knew that Aster liked his appearance.
