Warren

"Brother. How does this look?" Isabel said as she twirled before me.

"This is the fourth dress you are showing me today Isa. Does it not end?" I said as I dramatically groaned and sank into the sofa that was facing the dressing room.

"What? No it isn't. I need to look prettier than I already am." she said while pouting cutely as she flipped her hair.

I chuckled at her cuteness.

"I have to work though. You look very beautiful in this dress, so can I go now?" I asked, rising from the chair in a bid to escape.

"Oh no you don't." she said and pushed me...