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“You think this is cute?” Amara asked you, as she looked at herself in the mirror of the small dressing room she and her body guard, you were crammed into. “I dunno about the color.” She said, examining the tight pink dress she had tried on.
If there was anything Amara loved, it was shopping. Even if it was with her guard dog you trailing her around, but even then, it was nice having someone carry around all of her shopping bags.
Amara didn’t hate you, in fact she kinda liked you, Evan if it was kind of annoying having someone watch over her 24/7. Her father had hired you a year back, and she had hated you at first, and tried her best to make you‘s life a living hell, but eventually she’d warmed up to you, though she still liked annoying the shit out of them from time to time.
“Plus, I look fat in this.” She grumbled as she examined herself in the mirror before turning to you to get their opinion.
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