supermodel || vic de angelis

uno

NARRATOR
as the sun rises to indicate yet another day, aphrodite wakes up to the sound of her painfully loud iphone alarm going off.
"ugh i need to get a different alarm sound." she drags her phone off the bedside table and presses stop on her alarm. she walks over to her wardrobe and picks out some casual clothes to wear before her fifth photoshoot this week. they were a grey hoodie, back tshirt and black leggings.
"oh there's a måneskin concert happening soon. better book tickets before they sell out." she says to herself. aphrodite lives by herself, so she would not be talking to anyone other than herself.

to pass time, she grabs her guitar and searches up guitar tabs for some måneskin songs. she sings along to them and even records herself for some songs. since she was famous, she could post this and get lots of attention immediately by the media. she could just imagine the fan accounts like "APH CAN PLAH GUITAR OMG" and the simps too...
she had a fan account of her own: one for vic de angelis. she did follow her on her main, but wanted to show her love without it being publicly shared across the internet, for approximately 5.16 billion people to see.

time flies like it never had. before she knew it, aph was about to run late to her shoot if she didn't leave now. she grabbed her stuff and ran out the house. she almost missed the bus, but made it right as the doors were closing. to make matters slightly worse, the tickets were almost sold out and the seats she wanted to get were all taken. she had to settle for the third row, but she did have a clear view of the stage.

at her shoot, aph was absolutely struggling to focus. all she could think about was being able to finally see her celebrity crush in person, maybe even get on stage or be noticed. to calm herself down, she asked to play some music in the background.
music always was the answer. it helped whenever she was stressed, mad, upset, happy, excited, you name it. it was a way of escaping reality to aphrodite. she loved music, not modeling. she never wanted to be a model, her mother forced her into it. her dream job was always a musician, singer, songwriter, anything musical, instead she's stuck with a modeling job she doesn't even enjoy.

the shoot was painfully long - that's how it felt. aph was glad that it was almost over. she checked the time on her phone to see that not even 3 minutes had passed since she lasted checked. it was 12:45pm and they were said to finish at 12:50. time went slower than when she was playing her guitar. at least she had that. at least she had music. at least she had måneskin.

the shoot had finally finished and she was glad to be going home.
aphrodite crashed on her bed and opened up tiktok. she saw that her video had 2million views, 1.5 mill likes and 23,564 comments. she was amazed by how many people were supportive of her.
"you should become a guitarist."
"you're sooo good!!"
"i love ur skills girl"
"if u don't become a musician, i'll be mad."

((a/n: it's 2am and don't wanna sleep is playing, how accurate))

all these comments really lifted her mood. aph felt so much better than she did 5 minutes earlier. she was elated and proud of herself for once.