Jesslyn Derei didn't want to take off the dress designed by Amanda Jenkins. She pouted and complained, "Why do we have to deal with anything else? It's already pretty good, absolutely perfect."
"No, it's not perfect enough. There are some details that must be dealt with."
"Fine, you perfectionist, you extremist."
Jesslyn Derei reluctantly took off the dress.
Amanda Jenkins, that person, is just too obsessed with perfection.
She already thought the dress was very beautiful and couldn't understand what else Amanda wanted to do.
Amanda packed up the dress, "I'm heading back now. You need to get a good rest tonight, no staying up late. You have to be at your best tomorrow!"
"I'll handle it, don't worry." Jesslyn Derei put her hand on her hip and gently stroked her cheek, throwing a flirtatious glance at Amanda, "I'll treat myself to a facial mask tonight and I'll definitely look gorgeous tomorrow."
