Sarah joins you

The door creaked open as you stood at the sink in the male restroom, trying to fix your hair. You glanced up, expecting to see someone else from the office, but instead, Sarah walked in casually. Your eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Sarah, this is the men's restroom," you pointed out, a little thrown off by her sudden appearance.

She gave you a mischievous grin, unfazed. "I know, but there aren’t any other men in the company. Haven’t you noticed?" She teased, her tone light and playful.

Before you could respond, she held out a small shopping bag towards you. You instantly struck an idea this might have something to do with the office wear you had tried on at Lisa Tran’s house.

"What’s this?" you asked, eyeing the bag with a mixture of confusion and anxiety.

Sarah's grin widened. "It’s for you, silly! I thought you could wear it today. You looked amazing in it."

You shook your head, the memory of that tight, lacy red dress making you feel a bit uneasy. "Not today, Sarah."