70 HELP ME OUT

KAREN'S POV "Ugh, this zipper on my dress won't budge!" I vocalized in frustration, looking at myself in the mirror. I had been trying to get this dumb zipper on, but it was just not working. I had no idea why. This dress was just perfect when I bought it from the mall yesterday, and now it was giving me such a hard time. Yes, Percy and I were both preparing for the party couple, or whatever its name was. Just as I was about to slam the mirror, Percy moved closer, a smirk right on his face. "Let me help you with that, love." "Oh great, because I definitely need a man's help to zip up my own dress," I told him sarcastically. He laughed. "Hey now, I have a particular set of skills when it comes to zippers." I rolled my eyes. "Fine, but if you get your fingers caught, don't come crying to me." This dress was really making me go nuts. Percy laughed again. "Don't worry, I've got this." I turned around, glancing at the mirror once again, and Percy began to help me out