"Think this would complete the look?"
Rosy examined the jacket, a slow smile creeping across her face.
"Perfect," she declared. "It adds a bit of edge. You're going to turn heads in that, Adonis."
''Yours included isn't it?" Adonis grinned, she rolled her eyes at him. It was a cute gesture.
A warmth spread through him, fueled by both Rosy's praise and the thrill of finding an outfit that resonated with his sense of style. With a shared laugh, they headed towards the fitting room, eager to see how the outfit would come together.
The fitting room became their stage, each emergence a mini-fashion show. Rosy offered playful critiques and genuine compliments, her enthusiasm infectious. Adonis, usually comfortable in his adventurer's garb, felt a newfound confidence with each well-fitting piece. He'd forgotten the simple pleasure of dressing up, especially with someone who appreciated his efforts.
