Return my clothes!

"I've given it to people who need it. So, just wear what is there or you will be naked". Exclaimed Julian expressionlessly. 

"I don't want to. Anyway, I won't come out if you don't want to put my clothes back". Qiara replied curtly.

"Then, you want me to dress your clothes!". Julian asked with a sly smile because he could already guess how Qiara's expression was when she heard his words. 

Qiara ran over to the door to lock it so Julian couldn't enter. 

"Do you think I don't have the duplicate key? So, it's useless to lock your door". Julian said again who could guess what Qiara would do.

"How do you know if I'm locking the door? Are you peeking at me?". Qiara shouted furiously.

"Yes, don't talk anymore, it's better to wear the clothes I have prepared. If you're still thinking then I have no other choice but to come in to help you. But, if you don't like the model, I'll change it right now". Said Julian, who was getting tired of facing Qiara.