"..." Evelyn was dumbfounded by his words and pushed into the changing room, completely stunned.
When she changed into her clothes and walked out, the little buddy sitting on the sofa reading comics instantly sat upright.
His big, dark eyes stared at Evelyn unblinkingly.
"Doesn't it look good? I'll go change," Evelyn said uneasily, pulling at her skirt hem.
She rarely wore wrap-around skirts as they were too form-fitting and didn't cover her knees, making her feel insecure.
"Don't change!" Harry snapped back to reality, and his soft and wobbly body instantly jumped in front of Evelyn, stopping her.
"Looks great! So great!" The little head bobbed up and down as if pounding garlic, fearing Evelyn wouldn't believe him.
Not giving Evelyn a chance to change her mind, he stuffed her bag into her arms and pushed her out the room door, bag and all.
"Bang!"
After shutting the room door, Harry finally patted his hands with satisfaction.
