The glistening morning sun. A rather sunny day. I woke up with a headache and sore eyes from all the crying. I still had some faded eyeliner stains under my eyelids as a result of not wiping my makeup off properly. The morning seemed heaven sent, but it wasn't enough to stop me from feeling depressed. To be honest, it was best for me to just accept my fate as I'll end up living like a 40 year old cat lady with 9 stray cats to feed on a daily. I guess I should stick to my status quo, in this case my career.I did my usual morning routine, hygene first, checking Jean's schedule for the day (which was empty) and then answering e-mails. I wanted to finish up those small chores first before going downstairs to eat, as i woke up pretty early. It was indeed a restless night.
As I was closing my laptop, finally done with answering the e-mails, I noticed that small piece of paper Jean gave to me yesterday. A cup of coffee with Zeke Yeager, huh?
To be honest, if I were anyone else but me right now, I'd consider myself an idiot for declining something even remotely similar to this offer. This was literally every girl's dream come true, and a perfect opportunity to clear my mind a bit. Screw Jean, he's just an interview subject after all.
From now on, I'll turn my attention towards someone who's actually interested in me. I'm putting myself before anyone else.
I dialed the number written on the paper, immediately saving the contact name as Zeke.
me
hey zeke, it's F/N from the E! interview shooting. jean gave me that paper, and i like your offer. let's meet up soon :)
seen 8:03am ✓ ✓Zeke
Oh hello F/N! Yes I'd love to meet up, does 3pm today work for you?
seen 8:04am ✓ ✓me
sounds great to me! i'm free all day today btw so you're good
seen 8:04am ✓ ✓Zeke
Great! There's a cafe nearby the studio we've met in yesterday, i'll foward the adress to you. I'll see you there then.
seen 8:05am ✓ ✓~
"So... what's up with you and Zeke? Did you end up texting him?"
We were seated at the dining table, eating a plate of pancakes each for breakfast. I almost chocked on my water as I was taking a sip, taken aback by his sudden question.
"Well... we decided to grab a coffee this afternoon."
"Does that mean you'll skip lunch? I need help grocery shopping and I was hoping you could go with me." he slightly frowned but still kept a fairly neutral look on his face.
"I'm sorry. But, we can do it tomorrow though!"
"I see. Well we can do so tomorrow then."
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