After a silence, Amelia Clarke checked the time on her phone and spoke, "It's still early, and our home sewing room has everything except fabric. Let's go to the Remnant Fabric Market now, and we can have lunch there on the way."
Viola Harris suddenly felt a bit lazy. "Maybe we could have the studio do it for us. I've been a college agent for Thran Studio before, and one of their services is making clothes for design competitions. Maybe we could..."
Amelia objected, "I don't think that's a good idea. We're more capable of handling our own designs. Others will only produce a likeness in form. Hurry up and get up."
Viola Harris: "..."
In the following days, Amelia Clarke and Viola Harris spent their time either at the Scrap Fabric Market or in their respective sewing rooms.
Owen Moreland had been extremely busy these past few days too, only having time to call Amelia at night.
That evening.
