Russian Beauty

Chapter 2: Meeting

After grabbing a begal and drink from your local Cafe you rushed home, quickly eating them on the way there. When you finally got home you reliezed... it was only 11:30... you had so much time so.... why were you rushing? It was probably the nerves and excitement.

You sat down on your bed and got up for a light meditation. You took your time to ease your mind before stopping and going to get ready again, much more at ease. You didn't rush very much anymore and when you were finished it was 1.

You had nothing else to do so might as well head out early. Maybe they'll take you earlier for the meeting. You took your time walking there to enjoy your surroundings. Shockingly a building had your photo spread across it. Seeing it still made your face a bit warm.

A tall man bumped into you from behind you, spilling his coffee onto you. Your good mood quickly escaped your body as the tall figure apologized to you. You took a breath before turning to him with a smile.
Holy shit he's tall...

You felt like he was just another building in the square. You were tall but shit.. he surpassed you with ease.

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going."
He had his hands held in fought of him and was bowing his head  purfusly to you. It was kinda funny seeing such a tall person bow down and beg for your forgiveness.

"Way to go Lev. It's all over their shirt."
His friend who looked to be half his height kicked the taller boy in the back of his shin. The taller boy stumbled a bit but caught himself.

You giggled a bit watching the two of them, about to tell them it was okay before the one called Lev spoke.
"I know how to fix it!"
He quickly dropped his bag to his side to take off his business jacket and offer it to you.

"Ah no... it'll be okay. Besides I'm sure it's too big for me anyways."
You tried to push the jacket back to him but he persisted, sad eyes staring at you.

"Lev you are making them uncomfortable..."
The short one rubbed his temples with a small sigh.

You sighed as well before finally giving in and taking the jacket. When you put it on you could feel your hands peak over the sleeves. Lev quickly took your hand and rolled them up in an attempt to fix them, shining a smile the entire time.

You let him help you the best you could, returning the smile. The short boy just scowled at you and as soon as Lev was done was trying to drag him away. You both waved goodbye to each other as he was pulled away before you went along with your day.

Along your walk, you deserved the jacket had 💫pockets.💫 With a smile you put your hands inside, why did men's clothes always get better things? You felt a sharp piece of paper stab your hand and you winced. You pulled the paper out and flattened it a bit.

Lev Haiba
Model
(XXX) XXX-XXXX
INSERT EMAIL ADRESS

Ah so his name was Lev... and he was a model too... maybe you'd give the jacket.. maybe... he was the one who spilled coffee on you. The name pinged in your brain a bit but not enough for you to worry. You laughed a bit to yourself and shoved the card into the wallet.

You had arrived about half an hour early to the meeting, quickly checking in at the desk before being told to wait. At least that little turn of events took up some of your time before the meeting.  You didn't wait long before you were brought into the meeting.

They wanted to sign you, I mean of course, they did you were the talk of Japan. They had even gone to come up with some shoots they would book you right away. Of course, you were ready to sign as soon as you heard the news but played it cool. You wound up accepting and they gave you a small folder with a few shoots that they wanted you to look over.

You tucked the folder under your arm before shaking hands and going to leave the building. Your walk home was rather uneventful compared to the one there.

The folder took a spot on your desk as you stepped into your room. You carefully took off the boy's jacket and went to hand it up before going to look through the folder.

Your eyes went bigger as you recognized the name on the first paper to the first shoot.

Lev Haiba

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A/N
Little shorter than last but a good ending point.
Will you give the jacket? Why do you recognize the name? See next chapter!