[She returns wearing her usual clothing, with one dress remaining on her arm.
In truth, her favorite had been the final dress he'd picked, but it was so very dramatic, so loud in its own way, so elegant. She'd put it on and stared at herself in the mirror in it and thought--no, this isn't for you.
This dress... it still feels too grand and lovely for her. But she wants... to be the sort of person, maybe who could wear something like that. She wants to wear something less safe, less unnoticeable. And--she wants to wear something he picked out for her. And so, this is the dress that remains, and when she finds him in the store, she beams at him.]
All finished! I'll wear this one. Thank you for picking it out for me! I never would've found it on my own.
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In truth, her favorite had been the final dress he'd picked, but it was so very dramatic, so loud in its own way, so elegant. She'd put it on and stared at herself in the mirror in it and thought--no, this isn't for you.
This dress... it still feels too grand and lovely for her. But she wants... to be the sort of person, maybe who could wear something like that. She wants to wear something less safe, less unnoticeable. And--she wants to wear something he picked out for her. And so, this is the dress that remains, and when she finds him in the store, she beams at him.]
All finished! I'll wear this one. Thank you for picking it out for me! I never would've found it on my own.