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“But you fit so perfectly like it’s meant to be…” Anastasia places her head on top of the briefcase and pats it. “I’m not like you, Cassie, I don’t have the gymnastics background to do so, anyhow.” The Bride-to-never-be stops acting so caring to her luggage. “My Ms. Spice bun bun’s concerns are well founded. I may outrun everyone’s glance, but any moment of hesitation and I run the risk to grab everyone’s attention without, uhm, *proper attire.*”
“How about you swap clothes with Matilda?” You propose. There’s an important height discrepancy, and build, and other attributes. But! Uh, you admit that these two have pretty distinct body shapes, but what matters is that both are very attractive, so it’s fine. The Scissors Koala said that it’s easier to make good-looking people pass for others! You have solid arguments from experts on the matter! It’s not even up to you, you just made a suggestion!
“You’re so incredibly smart, Mr. Ando! Not a soul will fetch me a look in such a mute outfit! Only Ms. Spice can look gorgeous in it!” Anastasia believes you’re the smartest man alive as tears begin to form again. She’s always crying, from joy or sadness. Matilda isn’t offended by the comment as it’s her casual gear. “We must hurry! Please, lend me a hand!” Once again, Anastasia wants someone to help with her zipper.
“*Now* you want to dress me like a bride?” Matilda deadpans. “Hold on a moment, you’re okay with him watching us undress here?”
“Where else? We’re hurting for time, my little angel!” The crying Soon-not-to-be Bride is desperate to escape.
“Have the decency to tell the guy to look away, Annie! Keep that dress pure!” The Briefcase shouts. “Maybe he can join me in here. He’s hot, like *hot hot*, right?”
“I cannot say, Cassie. He looks rather blobby to me...” Anastasia sounds apologetic for having a low opinion of you, whatever she meant by it. “Ms. Spice looks delicious to me.”
“Stop crying then! You can’t see a thing with your eyes all glassy!” The Briefcase demands an evaluation.
“Be patient! Now, I beg you, Mr. Ando. Just this little favor.” Anastasia gets really close to you, basically forcing you to help her, and that’s what you do. Plain and simple. You wonder if she has some kind of exhibitionist fetish like a certain redhead who hates high-quality vans. “You’re so kind! My love for you is eternal!”
“Hey! Annie! You’re forgetting something!” The sister wants Anastasia to have some decorum.
But it’s too late, you’re watching the Bride start to strip to her underwear like this is your honeymoon! Well, you have a different wife waiting. Anastasia seems to have issues with the lower part of the dress. Her eyes are getting especially watery when she realizes she’s trapped.
