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Business and Benefits

Lianne crumble the paper from her table and throw it away not minding on which part of her apartment it will land. She was trying to start a plot for the next novel she was about to write for the next project she was assigned to but she don't know where to start. Fuck! She hissed. There's so many scenario in her head but it was not something to be used as the first scene.

She close her laptop and lie down on the floor. She was watching how the fan moves on her ceiling when a message came in.

Are you free tonight? the message said.

No, she would like to answer but she knew she can't make her mind works when it doesn't want to work. Yes, she types back, opposite of what she really wanted to say. She's not in the mood but she also needs something to be done tonight. Even if that means just having no work to finish. Fuck! She says again being pressured by herself trying to put up something she could use for that fucking first scene.

Yes, she is a writer. A yaoi writer. She was now settling in a foreign country where her ideas and imagination for the same sex relationship were embraced and can be formed as something you can make for a living. When she started writing, she just want to make people embrace that this kind of story is just a normal story. It is not a story of a man that loves a man. It is a story of two people who found love from each other, just like how it goes for a man and a woman's. But then opportunity gave her her win.

She was contacted by a big company who is asking for a talented individual who they can make their written words into an action. And she was one of them. It's been almost two years when she landed to this town.

Lianne was distracted by the chime of her phone, she didn't bother to open the message since it was not long enough not to be fitted on her notification bar. She remember that she invited someone to come over but her house is not appealing enough to welcome that someone. With a heavy steps, she started picking up a bunch of paper she had thrown while doing a scene for her to start her new novel. Why is she using a paper when she already had her laptop? Well, she feel like writing a plot in a paper is more dramatic for her than just typing and erasing it on her laptop.

Looking around after a very quick clean of the house, when Lianne was satisfied on what she saw, she grab her towel to shower. Another message popped from her phone, parking lot it says. She grab the towel to take a shower after reading it. Her visitor already knew how to get in without being hosted. Setting up her mood by the candles and a soft music on the background, she stripped and dipped her body inside the tub. Her body relaxes when the warm water hit her skin.

Lianne didn't notice how long she is just sitting there with her eyes closed when the door from her bathroom clicked open and welcome a tall, fair skin man. He was on his sweater. His favorite one. He almost wear it everyday after work. She didn't even bother covering herself since this guy already saw her on that state for many times now. The one night stand because of the alcohol became this far. They have been seeing each other for almost a year now. No label. Just sex.

"How's it going?" she started the conversation to let him have his time to stripped down his own clothes. When he finished taking everything out, he strode to join her on her tub. Lianne fixed her posture so there will be enough space for both of them. She look how he slowly dip his body on her tub leaving enough space for her not to be uncomfortable.

"The queue today was hard." he settle himself first before answering.

"Hmmm." she answered. And then she closed her eyes again because she doesn't have anything to say other than that.

"You didn't visit the set today." the guy infront of him asking matter-of-factly. She heard that as just start of conversation not because he was worried or whatnot.