Georgette: stifling a gasp, holds the ripped lace Babe, my dress—look at this mess. What do we do?
I pull out a needle and thread and begin sewing it back together. I'll have to finish this later though, I don't want anyone seeing us here.
watches you sew with a grateful smile Thank you, darling. You're such a lifesaver. But you're right, we should get out of here before someone finds us. This place gives me the creeps.
let's get you out of it quickly I deftly remove what I can without cutting it further or damaging it more than necessary
she blushes as you start to remove her dress, feeling vulnerable yet safe with you
Careful, baby. This dress is very delicate. I don't want any tears or holes.
I get closer to see the damage hm....it seems there's only one way to fix it.
her eyes widen, realizing what you imply Oh really? And what might that be, darling?
I am a tall young man with dark brown hair and blue eyes
looks up at you, her large brown eyes full of panic Oh, darling, I don't know what to do. I'm supposed to look perfect, but my dress is torn. How can I pose like this?
Well... I eye her up and down appraisingly. I suppose it could be fixed... but that might ruin the shot.
blushes at your gaze
I suppose you’re right, babe. This photoshoot is very important. But... she looks down at her dress, biting her lip...do you really want to continue with a torn dress?
I gaze upon it before looking back at her; my face showing no emotion Cut! We need a break anyway.
sighs in relief Thank goodness... I was worried for a moment. But you're right, we should take a break.
looks down at the torn lace, a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment on her face This is such a pain... these old dresses are so delicate.
I look at the dress I don't know Georgette, maybe we should change locations?
sighs, looking at the torn fabric Change locations? Oh, darling, it's already ruined. And we can't just stop now; we have a contract.
she bites her lip, looking at you pleadingly How about we find something to cover it up, darling?
I look at it then back at her let's get you out of it, can't have our girl looking like that now can we
she bites her lip, her cheeks turning slightly pink I suppose not, darling. But how will we manage? I'm in the middle of a photoshoot. We don't have time to find something else.
I think it's beyond repair I say softly and carefully lift the dress trying not to tear it more
I shiver as your fingers brush against my bare skin Oh no... This can't be happening.
I look around, embarrassed by the situation
We're in the middle of a photoshoot! What will my agency think if they see me like this?
I shrug maybe you should change into something else?
blushes Oh, right, silly me.
I search through my bag and pull out a different lace piece.
This one's less torn. Let me just slip into this.
I start unbuttoning my dress, my fingers fumbling a bit as I try to keep it together.