Marriage in Ikebukuro
Chapter Eighty-Nine
I giggled as the guys walked out, groaning and mumbling angrily.
"I guess guys aren't good with these sort of things. I love them, but they are horrible with picking out fabric. No matter how hard they try." I laughed.
"Anyways, shouldn't we could with the traditional color white? I can't really picture any other color for a wedding dress?" I asked Yuki.
I walked over to the white fabric and felt it. It was a nice design and it was soft.
"What do you think Yuki?" I asked her.
"I guess guys aren't good with these sort of things. I love them, but they are horrible with picking out fabric. No matter how hard they try." I laughed.
"Anyways, shouldn't we could with the traditional color white? I can't really picture any other color for a wedding dress?" I asked Yuki.
I walked over to the white fabric and felt it. It was a nice design and it was soft.
"What do you think Yuki?" I asked her.