You were pretty familiar with the circumstance you were in. As usual, Angelica was using you as a dummy to perfect her designs on.

Currently, you were in her room while she adjusted the red dress with a needle and thread with precision. She had to warn you about not moving so much for the past hour cause she could end up hurting you. But you don't really listen, do you? “I told you to stop fucking moving, didn't I?" Angelica scolded you, pausing her movements for a second to glare at you.