Chapter 2
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Honestly, I don't know how to treat the 'family helpers' that this body has. I was born and raised in a middle-class family, and we never had maids or drivers. What we had was the result of our hard work, so aside from perfunctory greeting Mr. Driver, I just quietly sat inside until we reached our destination.
The moment he said we arrived, I offered a little nod and smile before grabbing the door. Back when I was in my own body, I used public transportation to get to my destination. It's not like you can just casually bid goodbye to drivers you don't personally know without the other passengers' side-eyeing or gossiping about you.
I walked into a coffee shop and sent a message to Ms. He. I'm not a coffee lover, and in fact, I only drink it to stay awake at work. The lady before me ordered a small macchiato, so when it was my turn, I got the same. She looked like she knew her thing.
I sat at a nearby table, my front facing the glass door.
With just a glance, you could tell that the meeting place was a part of a high-end shopping center that used its landscape well. The inside is as majestic as the outside with many stores to boast.
Since I am alone and not familiar with the place, I just kept fiddling my phone. There's no harm in wanting to know a little more, right? I searched for the name of the mall and took note of who owns it. After all, the world of the rich is small. They might be acquaintances. It's best to keep myself informed of this body's identity.
Feeling that a long time has passed since I sat down, I casually glanced at my watch. Ten minutes had passed the so-called 'meeting time', and there was no call or message from Ms. He aside from the thumbs up she had sent me.
To keep myself busy, I went again around the counter to order a cup of espresso and a stroopwafel. This combination was a result of my occasional glance at the neighboring tables. If this body was born a commoner, then I had no problem with asking around; however, because of her birth status, I had no choice but to put on airs, for now.
When you are conscious of your time, you'll always feel that waiting felt like an eternity. I got the urge to send another message to Ms. He. And I was actually beginning to type it when a shadow sat opposite me.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry. I was late!" She exclaimed.
I turned my attention to the voice and saw a pretty lady with almond-shaped eyes where the outer corners were at a downward tilt. She had a relatively small nose with a dent in the middle. Her make-up made her look cute and cuddly as a puppy. Her internet picture paled in comparison to her actual person. Who else would it be but Miss Lily He?
"No worries, I just got here too," I said as I smiled. It was one of the most basic and safe phrases I could spout after Lily's excuse.
"Thank you! You're always so understanding of me. Anyway, were you hungry?" She asked as she stole a glance at my wafer which only had a bite left.
"I was just craving something sweet," I sheepishly said with a matching gesture. This way I could avoid telling her of my boredom.
"Oh, then shall we head over to the Gleam? I heard that new styles arrived." As she said that, she already stood up and started walking out. With a short yes, I promptly followed her.
Looking at the way she walks, I could say that she knows how good-looking she is.
While catching up to her, I hastily surfed the web on what kind of store the 'Gleam' is. Apparently, it's an up-and-coming local clothing brand that has become a trend for females in their 20's and 30's. The reason is that of their affordable price and good quality fabric.
"Welcome, Ms. He. Are you here for the new designs?" The store manager greeted her. How do I know this? It said 'Store Manager' on her pin.
"I am. I'm excited to see the new designs!" She responded with glee as the manager guided her. While they were enthusiastic about keeping each other company, I felt neglected. It was probably because her presence was stronger than mine that they left me at the threshold of the store.
Fortunately, after a few minutes, one saleslady decided to escort me. I nonchalantly browsed at the designs. It may have been because of my attitude or the presence of a new customer that the saleslady politely withdrew from my side to accompany the other client.
"Riri, look at these!" Suddenly, Ms. He tapped my shoulders. "Aren't they pretty?" She showed me two dresses; one was a sleeveless, nude-colored, pleated dress and the other was a long-sleeves, pale blue, one-piece peplum.
"They sure are!" I told her. This was by far the most genuine reaction I had given since waking up in this body.
"I know right! Hey, go check their new designs too." She urged me.
"I will!" With that, I went to where their new designs were.
"Excuse me, check this out for me." She gestured to the manager.
"Yes, ma'am. Anything else you'd like to add? We still have other items we haven't displayed yet. If you'd like, we can have them out, and you can pick from them." The manager asked. She sure knows how to bait customers into purchasing things.
"Hmm. Sure, let me see the clothes. Just check those out for now. Riri, let me go with you!" She expressed after handing over her items.
Back when I was still 'me', I always loved window shopping. I went out and looked at the item, but I never really bought anything as it went over my monthly budget. I only bought things when necessary.
Looking around, I found a cute short-sleeved, yellow, wrap dress. Wrap dresses were my thing back when I was in my original body. I was proud of my bust such that all my clothes highlighted that part.
"Oh~ that's cute! Can I try?"All of a sudden, Ms. He was already beside me.
"Uh, sure. Here you go." I gave the dress for her to try. Although she is leaner than this body, her chest part is a bit bigger compared to the 'me' now. And she is also at least two inches taller than me.
"How do I look?" She asked as soon as she put it on.
"Fabulous." One word and she flaunted her most fantastic smile.
"Aw, I'll take it then." She gestured at the manager who had been waiting at the side.
"I'll have this," I said, handing the three items to the manager.
A second later I heard Ms. He inquire. "What did you get? Hmm, that skirt looks nice."
She was talking about the long, navy blue, maxi skirt I found. It has a beautiful slit at the side which gives off a sexier look once worn. I also got a white, spaghetti strap, lace cami top, and a pale turquoise, tight crop top to be paired with it.
"Do you have another one like it?" She directed the question to the manager.
"I'm sorry, Miss, but this skirt is of limited stock, and it is the last of the five pieces our store has." The manager explained while looking at me.
I found it weird that she was looking at me like she wanted to say something but couldn't. When I turn to look at my companion, I caught her look at me briefly then turn her head. I saw her lips pout before giving a light smile.
A vague premonition came to me. It was something I felt upon meeting this lady the first time.
"Miss, do you want to pay with cash or by card?" The manager asked me.
"Cash, please." I gave her the total amount of the items I bought. Thankfully, this body had a wad of cash in her room; otherwise, I didn't know how I'd get by since I had zero knowledge of her pins for her bank cards.
After paying, Ms. He went to the restroom while I was left waiting in the small lounge area of the store.
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Honestly, I don't know how to treat the 'family helpers' that this body has. I was born and raised in a middle-class family, and we never had maids or drivers. What we had was the result of our hard work, so aside from perfunctory greeting Mr. Driver, I just quietly sat inside until we reached our destination.
The moment he said we arrived, I offered a little nod and smile before grabbing the door. Back when I was in my own body, I used public transportation to get to my destination. It's not like you can just casually bid goodbye to drivers you don't personally know without the other passengers' side-eyeing or gossiping about you.
I walked into a coffee shop and sent a message to Ms. He. I'm not a coffee lover, and in fact, I only drink it to stay awake at work. The lady before me ordered a small macchiato, so when it was my turn, I got the same. She looked like she knew her thing.
I sat at a nearby table, my front facing the glass door.
With just a glance, you could tell that the meeting place was a part of a high-end shopping center that used its landscape well. The inside is as majestic as the outside with many stores to boast.
Since I am alone and not familiar with the place, I just kept fiddling my phone. There's no harm in wanting to know a little more, right? I searched for the name of the mall and took note of who owns it. After all, the world of the rich is small. They might be acquaintances. It's best to keep myself informed of this body's identity.
Feeling that a long time has passed since I sat down, I casually glanced at my watch. Ten minutes had passed the so-called 'meeting time', and there was no call or message from Ms. He aside from the thumbs up she had sent me.
To keep myself busy, I went again around the counter to order a cup of espresso and a stroopwafel. This combination was a result of my occasional glance at the neighboring tables. If this body was born a commoner, then I had no problem with asking around; however, because of her birth status, I had no choice but to put on airs, for now.
When you are conscious of your time, you'll always feel that waiting felt like an eternity. I got the urge to send another message to Ms. He. And I was actually beginning to type it when a shadow sat opposite me.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry. I was late!" She exclaimed.
I turned my attention to the voice and saw a pretty lady with almond-shaped eyes where the outer corners were at a downward tilt. She had a relatively small nose with a dent in the middle. Her make-up made her look cute and cuddly as a puppy. Her internet picture paled in comparison to her actual person. Who else would it be but Miss Lily He?
"No worries, I just got here too," I said as I smiled. It was one of the most basic and safe phrases I could spout after Lily's excuse.
"Thank you! You're always so understanding of me. Anyway, were you hungry?" She asked as she stole a glance at my wafer which only had a bite left.
"I was just craving something sweet," I sheepishly said with a matching gesture. This way I could avoid telling her of my boredom.
"Oh, then shall we head over to the Gleam? I heard that new styles arrived." As she said that, she already stood up and started walking out. With a short yes, I promptly followed her.
Looking at the way she walks, I could say that she knows how good-looking she is.
While catching up to her, I hastily surfed the web on what kind of store the 'Gleam' is. Apparently, it's an up-and-coming local clothing brand that has become a trend for females in their 20's and 30's. The reason is that of their affordable price and good quality fabric.
"Welcome, Ms. He. Are you here for the new designs?" The store manager greeted her. How do I know this? It said 'Store Manager' on her pin.
"I am. I'm excited to see the new designs!" She responded with glee as the manager guided her. While they were enthusiastic about keeping each other company, I felt neglected. It was probably because her presence was stronger than mine that they left me at the threshold of the store.
Fortunately, after a few minutes, one saleslady decided to escort me. I nonchalantly browsed at the designs. It may have been because of my attitude or the presence of a new customer that the saleslady politely withdrew from my side to accompany the other client.
"Riri, look at these!" Suddenly, Ms. He tapped my shoulders. "Aren't they pretty?" She showed me two dresses; one was a sleeveless, nude-colored, pleated dress and the other was a long-sleeves, pale blue, one-piece peplum.
"They sure are!" I told her. This was by far the most genuine reaction I had given since waking up in this body.
"I know right! Hey, go check their new designs too." She urged me.
"I will!" With that, I went to where their new designs were.
"Excuse me, check this out for me." She gestured to the manager.
"Yes, ma'am. Anything else you'd like to add? We still have other items we haven't displayed yet. If you'd like, we can have them out, and you can pick from them." The manager asked. She sure knows how to bait customers into purchasing things.
"Hmm. Sure, let me see the clothes. Just check those out for now. Riri, let me go with you!" She expressed after handing over her items.
Back when I was still 'me', I always loved window shopping. I went out and looked at the item, but I never really bought anything as it went over my monthly budget. I only bought things when necessary.
Looking around, I found a cute short-sleeved, yellow, wrap dress. Wrap dresses were my thing back when I was in my original body. I was proud of my bust such that all my clothes highlighted that part.
"Oh~ that's cute! Can I try?"All of a sudden, Ms. He was already beside me.
"Uh, sure. Here you go." I gave the dress for her to try. Although she is leaner than this body, her chest part is a bit bigger compared to the 'me' now. And she is also at least two inches taller than me.
"How do I look?" She asked as soon as she put it on.
"Fabulous." One word and she flaunted her most fantastic smile.
"Aw, I'll take it then." She gestured at the manager who had been waiting at the side.
"I'll have this," I said, handing the three items to the manager.
A second later I heard Ms. He inquire. "What did you get? Hmm, that skirt looks nice."
She was talking about the long, navy blue, maxi skirt I found. It has a beautiful slit at the side which gives off a sexier look once worn. I also got a white, spaghetti strap, lace cami top, and a pale turquoise, tight crop top to be paired with it.
"Do you have another one like it?" She directed the question to the manager.
"I'm sorry, Miss, but this skirt is of limited stock, and it is the last of the five pieces our store has." The manager explained while looking at me.
I found it weird that she was looking at me like she wanted to say something but couldn't. When I turn to look at my companion, I caught her look at me briefly then turn her head. I saw her lips pout before giving a light smile.
A vague premonition came to me. It was something I felt upon meeting this lady the first time.
"Miss, do you want to pay with cash or by card?" The manager asked me.
"Cash, please." I gave her the total amount of the items I bought. Thankfully, this body had a wad of cash in her room; otherwise, I didn't know how I'd get by since I had zero knowledge of her pins for her bank cards.
After paying, Ms. He went to the restroom while I was left waiting in the small lounge area of the store.
Honestly, I don't know how to treat the 'family helpers' that this body has. I was born and raised in a middle-class family, and we never had maids or drivers. What we had was the result of our hard work, so aside from perfunctory greeting Mr. Driver, I just quietly sat inside until we reached our destination.The moment he said we arrived, I offered a little nod and smile before grabbing the door. Back when I was in my own body, I used public transportation to get to my destination. It's not like you can just casually bid goodbye to drivers you don't personally know without the other passengers' side-eyeing or gossiping about you.I walked into a coffee shop and sent a message to Ms. He. I'm not a coffee lover, and in fact, I only drink it to stay awake at work. The lady before me ordered a small macchiato, so when it was my turn, I got the same. She looked like she knew her thing.I sat at a nearby table, my front facing the glass door.With just a glance, you could tell that the meeting place was a part of a high-end shopping center that used its landscape well. The inside is as majestic as the outside with many stores to boast.Since I am alone and not familiar with the place, I just kept fiddling my phone. There's no harm in wanting to know a little more, right? I searched for the name of the mall and took note of who owns it. After all, the world of the rich is small. They might be acquaintances. It's best to keep myself informed of this body's identity.Feeling that a long time has passed since I sat down, I casually glanced at my watch. Ten minutes had passed the so-called 'meeting time', and there was no call or message from Ms. He aside from the thumbs up she had sent me.To keep myself busy, I went again around the counter to order a cup of espresso and a stroopwafel. This combination was a result of my occasional glance at the neighboring tables. If this body was born a commoner, then I had no problem with asking around; however, because of her birth status, I had no choice but to put on airs, for now.When you are conscious of your time, you'll always feel that waiting felt like an eternity. I got the urge to send another message to Ms. He. And I was actually beginning to type it when a shadow sat opposite me."Oh my God! I'm so sorry. I was late!" She exclaimed.I turned my attention to the voice and saw a pretty lady with almond-shaped eyes where the outer corners were at a downward tilt. She had a relatively small nose with a dent in the middle. Her make-up made her look cute and cuddly as a puppy. Her internet picture paled in comparison to her actual person. Who else would it be but Miss Lily He?"No worries, I just got here too," I said as I smiled. It was one of the most basic and safe phrases I could spout after Lily's excuse."Thank you! You're always so understanding of me. Anyway, were you hungry?" She asked as she stole a glance at my wafer which only had a bite left."I was just craving something sweet," I sheepishly said with a matching gesture. This way I could avoid telling her of my boredom."Oh, then shall we head over to the Gleam? I heard that new styles arrived." As she said that, she already stood up and started walking out. With a short yes, I promptly followed her.Looking at the way she walks, I could say that she knows how good-looking she is.While catching up to her, I hastily surfed the web on what kind of store the 'Gleam' is. Apparently, it's an up-and-coming local clothing brand that has become a trend for females in their 20's and 30's. The reason is that of their affordable price and good quality fabric."Welcome, Ms. He. Are you here for the new designs?" The store manager greeted her. How do I know this? It said 'Store Manager' on her pin."I am. I'm excited to see the new designs!" She responded with glee as the manager guided her. While they were enthusiastic about keeping each other company, I felt neglected. It was probably because her presence was stronger than mine that they left me at the threshold of the store.Fortunately, after a few minutes, one saleslady decided to escort me. I nonchalantly browsed at the designs. It may have been because of my attitude or the presence of a new customer that the saleslady politely withdrew from my side to accompany the other client."Riri, look at these!" Suddenly, Ms. He tapped my shoulders. "Aren't they pretty?" She showed me two dresses; one was a sleeveless, nude-colored, pleated dress and the other was a long-sleeves, pale blue, one-piece peplum."They sure are!" I told her. This was by far the most genuine reaction I had given since waking up in this body."I know right! Hey, go check their new designs too." She urged me."I will!" With that, I went to where their new designs were."Excuse me, check this out for me." She gestured to the manager."Yes, ma'am. Anything else you'd like to add? We still have other items we haven't displayed yet. If you'd like, we can have them out, and you can pick from them." The manager asked. She sure knows how to bait customers into purchasing things."Hmm. Sure, let me see the clothes. Just check those out for now. Riri, let me go with you!" She expressed after handing over her items.Back when I was still 'me', I always loved window shopping. I went out and looked at the item, but I never really bought anything as it went over my monthly budget. I only bought things when necessary.Looking around, I found a cute short-sleeved, yellow, wrap dress. Wrap dresses were my thing back when I was in my original body. I was proud of my bust such that all my clothes highlighted that part."Oh~ that's cute! Can I try?"All of a sudden, Ms. He was already beside me."Uh, sure. Here you go." I gave the dress for her to try. Although she is leaner than this body, her chest part is a bit bigger compared to the 'me' now. And she is also at least two inches taller than me."How do I look?" She asked as soon as she put it on."Fabulous." One word and she flaunted her most fantastic smile."Aw, I'll take it then." She gestured at the manager who had been waiting at the side."I'll have this," I said, handing the three items to the manager.A second later I heard Ms. He inquire. "What did you get? Hmm, that skirt looks nice."She was talking about the long, navy blue, maxi skirt I found. It has a beautiful slit at the side which gives off a sexier look once worn. I also got a white, spaghetti strap, lace cami top, and a pale turquoise, tight crop top to be paired with it."Do you have another one like it?" She directed the question to the manager."I'm sorry, Miss, but this skirt is of limited stock, and it is the last of the five pieces our store has." The manager explained while looking at me.I found it weird that she was looking at me like she wanted to say something but couldn't. When I turn to look at my companion, I caught her look at me briefly then turn her head. I saw her lips pout before giving a light smile.A vague premonition came to me. It was something I felt upon meeting this lady the first time."Miss, do you want to pay with cash or by card?" The manager asked me."Cash, please." I gave her the total amount of the items I bought. Thankfully, this body had a wad of cash in her room; otherwise, I didn't know how I'd get by since I had zero knowledge of her pins for her bank cards.After paying, Ms. He went to the restroom while I was left waiting in the small lounge area of the store.
