The tiny blonde hid behind the screens in the powder room as she heard someone coming. She peered around the side when the door opened, and breathed a sigh of relief. ‘Myra! I… the fasteners on this dress are too stiff for me to do up behind me on my own. Help, please?’ She was half in a ball gown, probably borrowed from Rose, but currently topless because of her difficulties.

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