In the past month or so,
Amelia Clarke had been devoting all her time outside of attending class to the Youth Fashion Designer Competition. Her design submission made it through the preliminary round, and there was still a month and a half to go before the semi-finals, followed by the grand finale.
On this Saturday, while Amelia was at the accessories marketplace, she received a phone call from Viola Harris. "Amelia, my computer broke, can I use yours? I've got something urgent, super urgent!"
Amelia, hearing the urgency in her voice, chuckled and said, "The laptop is in the cabinet, just take it. But it doesn't work very well, so try not to rush while using it."
"Thanks, love you, mwah!" Viola kissed the phone twice and then hung up.
Amelia put away her phone and gazed at the wide array of garment accessories and ornaments, momentarily lost in thought.