The day of the outing with Emma rolled around. It was early in the morning, around 6 am, as Emma was rifling through her massive walk-in closet, throwing around clothes. "What should I wear?"
Though Emma had bought a couple of new clothes already, she still did not know which one to choose. Her personal maid, Sophie, stood there as the clothes piled up. She sighed at the state of the closet, which had already been cleaned this morning. The walk-in closet was a modest-sized bedroom, so the amount of looking around and digging Emma was doing was a lot.
"Miss Emma, I am sure the new outfits you bought yesterday will be enough. They are the new style, and the designer themselves assured it was perfectly suited for you. So let's stop making a mess." Sophie sighed as she picked up the clothes and put them away neatly.
"I am sorry, Sophie, I am just a bit anxious." Emma sulked as she sat down on the floor.
