Carter stood in front of the mirror in the shop, staring at herself in the dress she found on the rack and had to try on. However, she couldn’t decide whether or not she liked how it fit her. While it hugged her waist, it didn’t seem to fit her shoulders well and while she liked the colours of the dress separately, she didn’t know how she felt about them being used together. In the reflection, she found someone looking through the racks behind her. The girl spun around, wearing a small smile. “Hi,” she called softly. “I’m really sorry to bother you, but what do you think of this?” she gestured to the dress, slightly worried for the answer she was going to receive.