Stay in the dress

Current Class: Wannabe Princess

Exiting the changing room, you have a spring in your step. Having shoved your original outfit into the bag your dress came in, you were now on the hunt for a purse. Preferably something simple from the selection available here - at The Pretty Princess Store.

"Do you need some help, sir?" the attendant from before announced and you nod. It was probably pretty obvious here, all things considered. Not that you mind. That's their exact purpose after all.

"I need a purse to go with my pretty dress. Do you think you could direct me to your selection of purses?" you inquire, doing your best to emulate a princess here. You like to think you did a good job here, but it's probably not even close. Yet, the shopkeeper nodded and reaches out for your hand. Pulling you along, it felt quite good. Even if it only lasted a couple moments.

"Here we are." the attendant cooed, your cheeks go red. You see a pretty pink heart-shaped purse on full display. You had to have it. But at the same time, it was entirely possible that your mother had the same purse. Why did life have to make things so hard here?