>>1843593“Ugh… damn it. I hope you’re right.”
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This is a disaster. There is no way this could work.
Aria’s underwear fits me just fine, her stocking fit fairly well and the shoes just feel a bit big, but that’s not a big deal. There’s where the good news end.
No matter how much you look at it, the uniform is too big for me. I don’t want to call Aria fat but… her dimensions are too big when compared to mine. The hips just fall off if I don’t hold them by myself, so does the part of the chest. It’s more like having a maid-themed towel that any sort of dress. If my hands let go it will simply fall down that instant.
As for Aria, I don’t know who has it worst. She had to force her way into something that was already too small for me. The uniform is now torn all over, having opening in the hips, butt and bosom, and it looks like she can’t even move on it. The zipper at the back just doesn’t close.
And of course, we have the kitchen bitches, who even though they have no right to criticize anyone’s state of dress, are still openly laughing at us. They do have a point though, we actually have to go out there dressed like this… we can’t hide in the kitchen forever, these bitches will definitely rat us out if we do.
a) Let’s just get this over with; it’s just ten more minutes.
b) This just can’t be done. Switch back and announce we quit. Two hours of work is good enough.
c) Find an excuse to remain in the kitchen for ten more minutes.
d) Write in.