-Win from the lose- Joost KleinXCarrina(you)

~first day~

Tuesday morning, wow. It was 9:35, I felt pretty rested than usual. The light from the sun that was coming through my window was soft and warm. I could die right now. Birds were singing and it was beautiful. Helsingborg can be really pretty sometimes. I got up from my bed and stretched myself a little bit. I got a little bit closer to my window and i could see some bussy people running around. Classic. I went to the bathroom and washed my face. I removed my "protection" for my hair and shook her with my fingers. I did the rest of my routine and went straight to the kitchen. I remembered that i didn't bought milk for cereal the only breakfast food that was left in this apartment, so i decided that I would eat outside and maybe to get some groceries. Before I went out i decided to clean up a little bit. I tidied my room, i cleaned some dust that was in the apartment and i cleaned all of my windows while I listened to some music.

It was around 11pm and i still didn't eat anything. I dressed myself pretty simple. A long brown skirt with black top and white mini very thin sweater.

My hair was free like yesterday. I took some money and sewed it into a phone case and left my apartment. Luckily the door of my apartment locks itself automatically, so I don't have to carry the keys at all. I also took my camera so i could take some beautiful pictures, i haven't done that for a long time.

I calmly walked around. The sounds of vehicles and people talking were quiet today. I met a couple of people I know and talked to them a bit. This city can be sometimes like from a movie.
I was walking around and took some pictures of beautiful flowers that were hung on some café's roofs with a camera. I kinda love photography. I stopped by a small bakery and bought some croissants. It was very tasty and warm. I ate it as I walked around. I noticed some promotions in some boutiques. After I ate my breakfast, I went to an art gallery to look at something.

I left the art gallery and headed towards the park. I sat on some bench and watched how kids were playing. Sometimes i wish i was kid
Sometimes I wish I was a child again so that I could play with them and run around with them. If someone asked me if I would play in the playground, I would say yes, i miss my childhood years, the only worry was would weather be good for our games outside and my would my mother see me in dirty clothes when I return from outside because I was rolling on the wet grass. Childhood, I want it back. I was in deep thoughts. Nostalgia hit me. I took a picture of the trees and left the park.

I went home, I was getting ready to go back to Malmö to the Eurovision hall to familiarize myself with the works and some rules. I got papers and some other stuff. I went to the bathroom to put some light mascara and lipgloss. I looked at myself in the mirror and turned off the lights. I took my car keys, checked the apartment once again and left.

During my drive i was eating sunflower seeds, my car window was opened and fresh air was making me feel alive. Through my playlist that i mixed with random songs there was one song that got my attention, it was Jackass-CMH. Through the song i recognised his voice, Joost Klein's voice. He was saying how he loves russia and how he wants to marry a russian lady. That was unexpected, his song Europapa was totally different. I wasn't Russian, so what. I don't know why i was thinking about that. I don't give a fuck about it, it's just weird, i don't know.

I arrived, i messaged Ebi that I'm in Malmö.

I was outside the Ebi's door knocking until she opened the door. She was wearing her pyjamas and her hair was in a massy bun.
Ebi: CARRII!
She gave me a big hug.
"Hey ebi."
I stood there to lazy to hug her back
Ebi: Sooo it's your first day as an Eurovision worker?
Ebi broke the hug and asked playfully.
"Yea, I'm kinda nervous."
I was looking serious.
"You will be great i can guarantee!"
she moved a side and i entered inside her apartment.
"It's literally 1pm why are you still in your pyjamas?"
I sat on her couch.
Ebi: Cause NO RULES!
Ebi took that sentence from Finland's representatives.
I jokingly rolled my eyes.

Time was passing. Ebi wished me luck on my first day when i left her place. I'm standing Infront of the Eurovision building. Little excitement was inside of me.  I entered inside. There were many workers inside. One man gathered the new workers and explained everything to us, gave us a tour and showed us where to go. He led each to his position. I was the last one left. He led me to the room where the artists were preparing and resting. When the worker opened the door, everyone looked at him. I was behind him waiting for him to move.
Worker: Hey, meet your new supervisor.
he moved a side and i entered the room.

          

                          ~Joost Klein's Pov~

It was Tuesday. We were in Malmö in the Eurovision building to test our effects for performances. Everyone was talking and i was rating other people's outfits with Dons. As we were rating we looked up towards the door when someone entered. It was a worker but it looked like someone was behind him.
Worker: Her you have a new supervisor.
He moved a side and it was her. A grumpy woman. Wait wait wait.... EUROVISION'S SUPERVISOR? i looked around and everyone was shocked. Bambie came to me with her head locked in her phone. She was listing names of workers.
Bambie: supervisor..... Here! Her name is Carrina Ralles!
She whispered to me. I looked at Bambie than at her. Carrina.
The worker left so leaving Carrina with us. I really have negative feelings for her. Her behaviour is always ruining our fun. It was awkward silence. Everyone looked at each other than at Carrina. Carrina looked at her clipboard a
Carrina: I have a list of the first and second semi finals, and the second will be opened by Austria, song "We will rave". That's all informations for now. If you have any questions my job is to help you.
She looked up. We made eye contact. Her eyes were dark, darker than my past. Her look was sharp. Deadly energy around her, even tho her outfit was giving different vibe. I zoned out when she turned around and left. She slammed the door really loud.

Natalia: What was that...
Her hands were crossed.
Michael: She is cold bro.
Michael was sitting in a chair.
Bambie: real.
Bambie went to the other side.
I was just standing. I had something on my mind and i didn't know what that was. I just had to. I had to go after her.
Marcus: Joost, where are you going?
"I'll be back!"
I left the room. I was running through the hall. I saw her figure. I tapped her arm and she turned around.
Carrina: Do you need something Mr. Klein?
She asked me. She looked like she was a sociopath, no emotions at all.
"Well...uh...i..."
She gave me a confused look, like i also didn't know why i ran after you
"Uh..i wanna know how work is going for my performance."
I said some shit just to pass through this. Carrina looked at her clipboard.
Carrina: You have to ask one of my colleagues Mr. Klein.
She kept her serious tone
Carrina: Follow me.
I was following her down the hall. We arrived Infront of the office.
Carrina: There is Mr. Klein, you can enter, you might find a russian lady there.
I turned my head towards her with a surprised look. She left right away when she said that. I was completely confused

Time passed, we all warmed up and tested the effects and background while singing. That grumpy woman was immediately behind the curtain taking notes. It was more like she was playing X-Ox with herself . Weirdo. Probably the most grumpiest person i have ever met. She didn't dance or sang to any songs. Just writing. We got a little break. I went outside and light up a cigarette. I fell deep in my thoughts. I just couldn't believe that im here. Im one step closer to fulfill the promise i gave to my father. I had family support, mt siblings eere taking care of me but still. Parents were parents that i lost. A mom, a wonderful woman. Her hugs, stories and everything. I just miss them. I felt a tear falling down my cheek.
I wiped it and took a smoke of my cigarette.
And that girl Carrina, why did i even ran after her?  She is nothing more than just a grumpy rude woman who hates everyone, and what did she meant with a Russian lady.
Than i remembered Jackass song...did she listen to that?....

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Yaaaallll sorry for a really short chapter but im really tired and i wanna sleep. Wait for a next chapter 🌟