So yea....
Enjoy!
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Ashton quickly put on his suit when he realized there was something wrong. "Hmm...I think i should get Mopar's help." Ashton said. He quickly changed to diffrent outfit and went to Mopar's room. "M-Mopar.. I need your help with something." He sighed. "What is it?" She said fixing her tie and turning around falling into Ashton's chest. She backed up and tripped over a chair causing her to fall. "Ahh!" Mopar yelped. Ashton quickly helped her up and pushed up his glasses, Mopar doing the same. "Oh.. Follow me." Ashton said leading Mopar to his office. Three women came in bringing a model with a suit on. "Fashion?" Mopar asked. "Yea..." Ashton said rubbing the back of his neck. Mopar sighed. "The collar is to short, The suit itself is tacky, and the coat is to wide." She sighed. Ashton waved the women off when one brushed him and he flinched. He heard Mopar growel but chose to ignore it. "Dinner?" Ashton asked. "Sure." She answered.