Rosarie (R-18)

In the evening, Jirawut still stood in front of the dresser mirror. 

"Maybe I can wear this." He spoke. 

He picks up a gold necklace and puts it around his neck. He looks at himself in the mirror. 

"No, I look silly." He spoke. 

Vivienne walked through with a red dress on. 

"What do you think?" Vivienne asked. 

"I don't know if I should say," Jirawut said. 

"Why? You think it's not sexy enough?" Vivienne asked. 

"Well, I just-" 

"You like it or not." 

"Yes." He spoke. 

"Then why do you hesitate?" 

"I'm sorry, my head still thinking about my outfit. I forgot what I want to wear." 

"Don't worry darling. I'll help you decide." 

"I love your help." He spoke. 

"Now, let's go. We're running late." 

"Yes, darling." 

Jirawut puts on a black tie and vest. Then he puts on dark grey slacks. Vivienne helps him to put on his shoes. 

"There," Vivienne said.