Avery sat down at the small sofa and examine the message from Gwen.
Gwen: [Avery, Ben Schaffer took me out to go shopping. I thought he was going to buy me something, of course, if he did buy me something, I certainly wouldn’t. The result… he wanted to buy it himself, and he asked me to pick it for him. Suits, shoes, ties… I can choose anything, I’m drunk]
Avery: [Hahaha! He’s here to watch you play, so buy new clothes.]
Gwen: [Maybe. He said he was going to do a look. With that hair on his head, I’m really worried that the stylist isn’t doing enough.]
Avery: [Gwen, do you like him? I was quite happy when I saw you hurt him.]
Gwen: [A little bit. I thought about it a little bit, and in fact, he’s been pretty good to me all along. It’s my own personality that is too aggressive, and I often go against him.]