After measuring Derek, Janet finally breathed a sigh of relief. "You can go on stage," she said. "You're just the right size for the clothes."
Derek seemed to have expected this. "I fit all the standard sizes," he said confidently, "and all clothes look good on me."
Janet handed him the garment. "Cut the crap," she said, smiling. "Go get changed."
Derek entered the fitting room while Janet waited outside nervously. The models had all been chosen by Draco himself. She didn't know what the suit would look like on Derek.
"Something's wrong with the clothes, Janet," Derek called out from the fitting room.
"Stop joking around, Derek," Janet replied, unimpressed. Her heart sank. She didn't want to believe there could be a problem with the clothes.
Derek lifted the curtain of the fitting room and walked out. "See for yourself," he said.
The backstage lights were bright, and Janet could see his well-defined muscles. She could also see a tear in the fabric that cut the clothing almost in two.
Janet was shocked. "How could this be?" she stammered.
With a quick wave of his hand, Derek said, "I didn't do anything. I guess it got torn when the former model tried it on this morning. He must have been too afraid to take responsibility, so he
escaped."
"How do you know that?" Janet asked suspiciously. "Have you done such things before?" She was taken aback.
Derek looked away and scratched his nose. "Fine. Yes, I've done it before. Luckily, I was quick to escape."
Janet didn't care, however. She sank into a chair in a daze.
Derek walked over. "What?" he asked. "It's not a big deal. We just need to find some other clothes." Janet's face looked strained. Covering her forehead, she said, "This is insane. No wonder Mr. Wesley said the designers needed to watch their works carefully before the shows. I should have known something like this could happen. I should have been more careful."
Derek lowered his head and looked at her. "Forget it," he said jokingly. "No one will notice a missing garment or two."
Janet looked at him dubiously. "No," she said firmly.
"Well, what are you going to do then?" He was curious about how Janet was going to handle this.
After sitting in her seat for a few minutes, Janet stood up suddenly and took a deep breath. "Well, I know what to do now," she announced.
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