Eheheheheheh >:D))

-he waited for him, he was a lot shorter with his heels off- maybe 5’10 now instead of 7 ft. he was still tall tho. he looked at the sky, not being able to see the starts at all-

-he smiled, and closed the door, doing a small lil victory dance-

(YUHHH pity for the WINNNN💪💪💪))

-she went through her phone, looking up allison to see if she was actually a model and went through her pictures-

-he takes them, and nods- “i…do-“ -he wasn’t used to rejection..- “you don’t wanna come up for drinks?” -he seemed confused but got out and walked to the near by door, kinda waiting for him to drive off or get out-

(my guys like 😀‼️)

-he kinda giggled to himself and looked at the apartment building- “oh- thank you” -he smiled- “i can’t give you much- but if you want a few free drinks i’m stocked up?” -he gave you a smile, stepping out-

(they should have a nap date :0))

-he made a small humming noise- “i’m assuming you packing then?~” -he smiled at you- then apologized- “sorry-“ - he smiled awkwardly-

-he fluffed his hair, fixing it- “i need the money- as long as there’s guys out there who think i’m pretty- i’m set- it doesn’t pay well but it keeps me alive…” -he looks at you- “why’d you come to a club like that? you seem like a wait until marriage type of guy”

-she ended up driving home early, and taking a nap ;-;

-he smiles a bit, and uses a mirror thing be pulled out his lil bag to wipe it off. he had tan skin, littered with freckles. his warm brown eyes popped more without the makeup now- “thank you again..i’d end up sleeping here tonight if you didn’t take me…can’t stand walking back with all those…creeps” -he jokingly said- “unless you plan to kill me?” -he smiled, putting the wipes in a bag he had-

-malory had made it back to the office and had started passing her new design to be made, and walked to her desk and sat down, enjoying her food and coffee-

-he face paint was smeared slightly but he looked out the window, muttering how he wished he could see the stars-

-he slipped them off and sat in the passenger seat, letting out a relieved sigh, he was wearing fluffy little cactus socks- “i-…thank you-“ -he gave the address-

-he nodded- “some guy bought me a few shots- i’m a bit buzzed but i’m nearly sober- “ -he seemed honest, he adjusted his rings, his feet hurt from his boots-

-Malory owned tons of huge buildings but her office was in the biggest skyscraper in the city, Malory Bakson, her brand was M. Bakson and she had a very high reputation-

:00))

-she was walking to the car, she left her business card on the table and they all kinda left, all professional like. the card had a number, address and time on it-

-he stood there- “ok- that was rude of me-“ -he walked over- “listen- i just need a ride home- i’ll pay you if that means anything- i just can’t walk home like this-“

😳😳😳😳 don’t spoil ittt))

-she smiled, and slid over her sketch- “you’ll model for me now.” -she stood up and her like- body guards grabbed her things-

-he looked over at you, slightly upset- “if you tell me to smile i swear to god ill skin you-“ -he light another cigarette- “my shifts over-“ -his voice seemed more happy- “if you’re looking for my services tho…it’ll coast you more than just an entry fee” -he gave you a sarcastic smile before going through his phone to find someone to take him home so he doesn’t have to walk back looking like he does-

-Malory looked over at them and smiled, she had accent- couldn’t be placed but she sounded fancy- “ah- you’re here- i apologize for him dragging you out but i must say you look amazing- yet familiar-“