დ. Amelia. დ
“I don’t have a damn thing to wear and honestly, I highly doubt the others do too. Your party is in four days and I’ve been trying to figure out what to wear since Adam invited me to go as his date!” I complained to Dagan over the phone as I stood in front of my closet for the thousandth time.
“Would you stop complaining?”
“Not a chance, come on Dagan, you’ve got the money, give me some,” I begged without shame. It was true after all, the man, ugh, the creature who looked like a man, had money and lots of it.
“Fine, I’ll send over a card, but you have to go shopping with the other girls too, that way it won’t seem as if I am doing it just for you,” he informed me, and I nodded in understanding. “Do you understand me Amelia?” he asked impatiently, and I realized he couldn’
