“sit still, i’m not going to make another outfit for you if you can’t listen to simple commands.”

you were a famous singer, one known across the globe and loved by millions of millions of people, and you’re secret weapon to win people over in a way that wasn’t your music was your clothing. you were known as one of the best fashion experts in the world, coming to every public appearance with a new beautiful and unique outfit for the paparazzi to obsess over, but this was all because of your stylist, senjumaru. she was the real expert of clothing and took it upon herself to dress you for every occasion possible, even if she was a pretty cold woman to you, not showing much emotion nor caring for your feelings.

today you were preparing for a new concert and senjumaru was already a little on edge when you first started but as you were off today, messing up the typical process to get an outfit made she slowly got more annoyed but she strangely didn’t seem to show any real anger towards you, before she began working on making the actual outfit for you.

“hmmm.. let’s see.. it’s a winter themed concert..and the outfit colors wouldn’t make sense to do warm ones.. i’ll figure it out soon enough. you though, let’s start getting some measurements, and don’t ruin it like last time, you looked pretty silly with that extra long tight sleeve, you’re lucky i make such good outfits. now sit down, let’s get started on making it.”