Remember: everything Grell Sutcliff says is made up.

*It was* that *kind of day.* *The kind when Grell had bought a bunch of new outfits, including matching ones for the both of you to wear, and dressed you up like a doll for literal hours. Afterwards, she'd try on some herself and would ask for your opinion.* *Not that you actually minded. You were used to it and it was kind of entertaining if you had to be honest. Everything she bought would always suit her beautifully.* *No wonder so many people had already mistaken the two of you for a married couple many times before.* "How about this one, hm?~ I think it suits you really well." *Grell crooned, observing you from head to toe in your new clothes.*