Aviana is a Model, she loves to cook and dance and enjoy things with other people. She mostly likes to see the best in people, and really enjoys ice skating as it was something she had to quit for her modeling career. She is 22 years old.
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⚠️: Anxiety, please be careful while reading if you struggle with it.
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A V I A N A
I woke up extra early this morning, trying not to overreact. Thankfully, I was able to sleep. I thought it'd be more ideal to get ready at my job, meaning just with all the first outfit plan because none of the models know until we actually get there, my hair, all that.
So I've gotten ready, savoring the comfort of my sweats and Ugg's now. It's known for a fact that my feet will hurt by an enormous amount.
After some time passed, 'Be Alright' by Dean Lewis was playing faintly on the radio, one of my most favorite songs. And it fit the view outside, I was appalled by it; in a good way—while enjoying the golden-like color, clearest sky I may have noticed in a while, few people were walking out around this time.
"Beautiful," I spoke aloud to myself.
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I made it to my destination shortly, going in my phone to walk through to the elevator to avoid everyone's eyes; it'd just add pressure towards me. I really don't need that today, but it's bound to happen. As per usual, let's just hope it isn't major.
I made sure to collect everything that I made before making my way to the runway room, it's connected to this pre-set up, getting all of us ready before we have to walk down the runway.
"Morning everyone!" Our boss, Riya, shouted excitedly. "Please get situated, and don't forget to take out your papers to see the themes." And with that being said, Riya left as quick as she came out.
"Here you go, Avi." Athena who is my assistant, handed me the paper. "Thank you," I took a brief check over, running the tips of my fingers across the page and smiling softly, seeing as the first theme is one of my favorites. Which is basically dressing proactive.
"Do you need help with anything?" Athena questioned, but I could hear slight disorientation in her voice, and it made me look over to her.
She looked absolutely exhausted, her limbs look heavy to move, and her eyelids... struggling to keep open. I decided not to point it out, "go home and rest,"
Athena widened her eyes for a short moment, and stared at me in an unbelievable manner. "You're serious?" She questioned, adjusting her seating position.
"Yes, I assume you're tired and this is going to be a long day. It's fine, I promise." I assured at the end, she let her head hang. "You're my favorite person ever, thank you, Avi." I waved my hand in the air, "of course, I'll tell Riya that you're leaving."
