Charles let out a laugh. "It's just a dress. You're acting like it's the end of the world. What about this one? Looks good, right?"

He pulled a crisp white shirt from Noelle's closet, pretty standard stuff, and then grabbed a cozy white sweater.

As Charles kept pulling out clothes, Noelle facepalmed. "These aren't dresses, they're... well..."

"Yeah?" Charles quirked an eyebrow. "They're what?"

"Never mind!" Sure, they were warm, but how were they any different from her everyday wear?

The real difference was in Charles' styling. The outfits he chose had that crisp, detached vibe, especially with the black and white theme topped off with a sleek black coat. It was warm, classy, and totally Noelle's style, which was why her closet was full of these mix-and- match pieces.

look good, but that's just

gaze. "You always look amazing. It's just a yearly get-together. There's no need

dwell on her outfit choice

of hosting it

a grin. "Oh, and that number tag everyone's buzzing about-you got one too? Arya from my team is super nosy and keeps

the clothes and strolled

couch, chuckled at her question. "I have a feeling it's not Arya who's dying

laughed it off. "Maybe. Are you going to spill

away now, it'll spoil the surprise," he said,

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