A New Fashion

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He rose his arm, knocking his fist on the door. Whispers surrounded him as he stood at the wooden door.

Half naked models had come up to him, flirting, asking if he wanted an interview. He had to decline, saying he already had one scheduled, and recommending that they put some clothes on.

"That's him!"

"What's he doing at Piggeh's door?!"

"I want an interview with Mr. Chair!"

He hear this all while waiting. 'Mr.Chair?... That's what they call me? Ha.... I kind of like that name...' He chuckled to himself.

"Hello~" a voice purred.

Mr. Chair looked up from his notes to see the pink haired man from before, leaning against the door frame. The man's eyes raked Mr.Chair's body making him shiver slightly.

"Hello, my names-"

"Why don't you come inside first, and them we'll get comfortable..." He wink as he took mr. Chair's put stretched hand and pulled him inside.

He gasped as he tripped slightly, the door shutting behind him. He landed on the pink man's chest, accidentally pulling the robe down slightly.

"O-oh I'm so sorry Mr.-"

"Call me Piggeh.... Your gonna want to remember it. " Piggeh winked.

"I'm sorry... Piggeh.... I'm a bit clumsy..." He muttered with a slight blush.

"Oh I don't mind really.... Have a seat! I'll pour us some wine...." He said with a small smirk.

"I don't r-really drink-"

"Nonsense! A little glass won't hurt!"

Mr. Chair wrote down a few notes before he looked up, the room had a kind of romantic theme to it. The bed was a deep red color, a chandelier hung from the ceiling, two lit candles on the table. It was a glass table, but the desk was a deep red wood color, with a mirror. Makeup lined the desk, but he found no bottle of hair dye or even a contact case. Noting this in his book he looked towards the closet, it was neat, surprisingly.

Denying the thought of standing up and looking around, he turned in his spot on the love seat, trying to get a better look of the room.

That's when he noticed something. A small bottle on the floor, half hidden on the bed. He squinted slightly, just being able to see... 'K-Y..... K.Y? What's that?" He thought as he noted to look it up.

"Here you go..." Piggeh smiled as he handed Mr. Chair the glass more than halfway filled, almost two times the amount of a regular glass of wine. "My hand slipped..." He smirked as he took the glass of wine.

Mr. Chair nodded slightly as he took a small sip, noticing the small change of Piggeh's attire.

The robe had fallen from his shoulders, exposing a lard part of his chest and back. He sat down and crossed his legs, slightly giving Mr.Chair a bit of a revealing view as he sat back lightly.

"Ask away... Mr. Chair.." Piggeh smirked as he swirled his glass of wine.

"It's Chaise..." He said slightly annoyed.

"Hmm... Chaise... The name just rolls off your tongue..." Piggeh purred.

Chaise blushed and looked down, tapping his pen.

"S-so, what got you into modeling?..."

"The same answer you have if I asked you what got you into journalism..." He smirked. "The rush, the fans, people actually loving you.... The idea of being the greatest one out there. You have to work, be someone's bitch for a while, until you make it big, make it on your own. You have to put you name out there, make sure everyone knows you... Get your big break..."