Chap 7 - Model

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A/N: Hi my readers, I'm so in love with Angel and creating his story, and I hope you will watch his story grow with me. Have a good time reading!

Velvette was busy so we had to go to her instead.

"What do you need? I'm fuckin' busy." She says without looking at Val or me. She has the fabric in her hands and she was able to create more of the same.

"I need you to create an outfit for Angel." Velvette turns to look at me and then Valentino.

"But I just got more of this fabric!" She places her hands on her hips.

Val narrows his eyes, "Yes, and I need you to make Angel here an outfit. Besides it's not like you're using much fabric." He throws her one of the other outfits that he liked, "use this as a baseline for the design.

She rolls her eyes and holds up her middle finger, "Don't tell me what to do, I'll make something better than that piece of shit. Now leave!" She snaps and Val and he leaves, happy that he was able to make her abode.

She turns her focus back to me. "Now, come closer, I need to get some measurements." I step forward and she instantly starts to wrap measuring tape around parts of my body, getting lengths and sizes. "Right, I got it." She then grabs a short dress and sighs, "This is so pretty that it shames everyone who wears it." She mumbles to herself.

She suddenly stops, holding it up in front of her then moving around to put it up in front of me.

"Put this on." I give her a look.

"I'm not a model, besides, this isn't what Valentino wants." Velvette rolls her eyes.

She puts it in my hands. "I don't care, it'll give me time to work and see what looks good on you. Now go." She points in the direction of the changing room.

I put my head back and started walking towards the changing room, "Fine." I drag out the word in boredom.

I change quickly, although I'm too fucking tired for this. I'm running off of less than three hours of sleep in the last 48 hours and I just want to go to bed.

I come out of the room, but I don't see Velvette until I hear her gasp from her sewing corner. "Oh. M. Gee! Look at that! I knew it would look fantastic!" She stops her work and comes over to me. "Do a spin." When I don't she rolls her eyes, "Do it, or I'm telling your hot head that you're not cooperating." I frown but do what she says.

She squeals and she has me spin again and again 'til I'm so dizzy that I have to stop. She helps me so that I don't topple over.

"Sorry, here I'll be right back, just... stay here." She grabs a chair and has me sit down before she leaves.

That's weird. But oh well, this is good for me. I lean back into the uncomfortable chair and sigh. I haven't been able to sit down since the demons were getting their asses kicked which was like, five hours ago.

I hear Velvette before I see her and she has a tray full of cheese and crackers, with some meat on the side. She sets it down on the table beside me. "Eat it, I don't want you falling over when I'm cutting the fabric. I'm going to have to fit it to your body so I'll have to cut some of it at some points."

I nod warily and she goes back to her sewing table to work on the fabric that is quickly becoming clothes for me to wear. I debate whether to eat or not but my stomach starts growling and Velvette glances up at me, giving me a look, before looking back at her work.

I sigh before grabbing the crackers. Might as well take this chance to eat just in case.

"Why are you helping me?" Velvette raises her head.

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