Justin got ready for the imperial palace the next day.
Luckily, Sally found something 'doable' among his clothes. It was an outfit he mindlessly bought simply because it looked nice.
"Are you ready?" Attica asked and he stretched out the neck of his shirt. It didn't look like he was comfortable with it. "Master, are you ready?" She repeated, finally earning his attention.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm ready." He said but stretched out the neckline once more and she snapped.
"Is it not to your liking, master?" She asked through her teeth with an irking above her head.
"This outfit, is it supposed to feel suffocating? I can't breathe in this thing." He complained and she gave out a little sigh. She couldn't get mad at her master, she had to control it.
"It's simply because you're not used to it." She said and helped him adjust the neckline a bit. "There, how's that?"
"A little better." She floated afar and took a good look at him from a distance.
