Tonight their bedroom is changed to a fitting room. She is the customer and he is a worker in the women’s clothing store.

The fluorescent lights hummed overhead as Tae adjusted the thin strap of her dress. "This one's too loose," she muttered, frowning at her reflection. Her fingers brushed against the low-cut neckline, barely containing her chest. Outside the cramped fitting room, muffled chatter and rustling hangers filled the women's clothing store.