➽ 34. ❛you get too close, take the one i love the most, i think it's time for you to go, make sure it so hard you know you've gone too far and i think it's time for you to go ❜ —too close, sir chloe
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➽ INFERNO ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
THE HEARING OF Crazy:B's secure slot for the major project has finally arrived at the emergence of a Tuesday afternoon. The conference room holds the presence of executive producers, directors of the higher branches, Jin, Akiomi, Eichi, and Ibara, as a representative and vice chairman to Cospro. There's barely any women there, and if there were, you'd still think you can't go to them for a word of advice or for any understanding whatsoever.
That neural link in you, the fundamentally flaw that ticks the back of your head is leeching off that minor insecurity within your veins you almost can't find it easy to speak for a while. At the hands of this substantial hurdle, you're sweating a bit as you pace around the exterior of the conference room.
"F/n!"
"...!" You jolt, halting your steps to turn around sharply. Niki passes by the cubicles and the other producers that were here, waiting for their own meetings as they worked away on their laptops, and idle chatter mumbles about the strict community. "Niki, you made it. You sure it's okay to be here?"
"Yeah, I don't have a cafe shift until 1." He pouts for a moment, "but, that's okay. I wanna be here. Rinne and Kohaku..uh, I don't know where they are." You're too fixated with a rare distress for the consultation to question why he sounded so cheerful at the end. "You good there, F/n?"
"Oh, yeah—"
"Lies!"
"Okay.." You put up a hand in defense, holding your binder and folder close to your chest with your other arm. "I'm just a little scared, cause you know, those guys are pretty judgmental. Like old-fashion judgmental."
"Sounds like a bunch of fragile old people who don't like being questioned..." Niki grimaces after pending the words from you and his own opinion, that's more or less...factual. He's also speedy on rummaging through his pockets for his emergency snack, "it's making me hungry, ugh!"
"Mmm...honestly, me too." You sigh, hand on your stomach. Niki recognizes the famish blending in your features, it frightened him to his surprise. His heart almost skips a beat when he faces you again— "Do you need anythin'? I've got—!"
You cut him off with as much courage as you can muster for the afternoon, a smile softly stretched out on your pretty face. "Thanks, but something I learned from you—!" It almost has him marveling as you take out a snack out of your deep pocket, "is to always carry around a ration."
"Wha—?! F/n, for real?" Niki gasped, stars in his eyes. You nod eagerly, putting your snack back into your pocket. There was no uncertainty that there'd be a peckish pain in you after the hearing, no matter the outcome. "Heh, I'll eat it after the hearing... if everything goes well."