"Ahh!...It's all over my chest now, and it feels so sticky and icky!" Camila complained in an exasperated manner, hating the sensation of the thick, warm curry dripping down her chest. "And of all the places the curry could've landed on, it had to be the one place that I hadn't covered with my apron since it felt quite tight and stuffy up there."
"Now I feel like an idiot for wearing an apron in the first place..." Camila complained and tried to take off her apron. "Well, at least I wore a black top today, or else I don't know what I would do if I wore a light dress and ruined it because of my dumb mistake."
