"Okay bitch!" Ciara huffed in frustration.
"Do whatever the fuck you want. You want to take the dress off, well come over here and let me help you pull down the zipper," Ciara hissed, moving closer to her and helping her unzip the dress.
"Let's try another one that's less uncomfortable," Olivia tells her with a smile and she rolls her eyes.
"We will never leave here if you keep finding issues with every dress you put on," Ciara said to her but Olivia ignored her completely and walked ahead to scan through the available and newest fittings.
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"I'm so fucking hungry," Olivia muttered to herself, placing her hand on her stomach unconsciously and Scott had noticed her gesture even though he was very focused on his phone.
"Let's go grab something to eat then," he said to her, placing his hand on the hand she had on her stomach and moving it away gently.
