Evelyn dressed herself in a maroon gown which she had brought from the shop for the occasion held at Mr Gilbert's Manor. It was a tight-fitting, full sleeve, long dress. She gazed at herself in the mirror in regret. She didn't like the dress she had worn. Despite looking stunning in the tight maroon dress, she scolded herself for overlooking the fact that it was tight and restricted her movements.
With a click on the doorknob, Elric entered the room. She saw him through the mirror. He was dressed up in a white shirt and black trousers. His usually dishevelled hairs were set properly, though few strands fell on his forehead, enhancing his features.
"You liked this dress?" He remarked, looking at her.
She rolled her eyes in annoyance. She already didn't like how tightly it fitted her and now that he commented, she began regretting it more. Turning around she said, "Yes, I love it. Do you have any problem with it?"
