wanderlust | m.m.

thirteen.

 when we arrived at the shoot, the set was already bustling. makeup artists and hair dressers were busy at work and there were people running back and forth with various outfits in hand. the flash of bright lights and the click of the camera indicated that photographs were already being taken. i was ushered off to hair and makeup and somehow managed to get watson back there without anyone asking us any questions.

he sat off to the side and silently observed as i had makeup carefully applied to my skin. for this shoot they were going for a natural look, so the makeup was very similar to what i wore on an every day basis. this always made taking photos easier for me. it made the whole thing feel a lot more casual, so i wasn't worried about looking extremely professional the entire time.

with the wardrobe options, i was feeling very at home. while i was at hair and makeup, an assistant had gone and pulled all the articles of clothing with my name on them. most were beautiful, flowy dresses of various lengths, but there were a couple of jeans and blouses as well.

"did you get to choose what you were wearing today?" watson asked as he looked at the clothing on the rack in front of us.

"no," i chuckled. "although, it does look like i did, doesn't it."

"yeah, i'm pretty sure you have ninety-five percent of this stuff in your closet at home."

and i basically did. only my closet was filled with older and cheaper versions of what was in front of me. what i would be wearing today was high end fabric that probably cost hundreds of dollars. and as i found out when i put each piece on, it was extremely soft.

i spent the next few hours changing in and out of outfits and doing my best to look pretty in front of the camera. i was enjoying myself, but i was starting to wonder if it had been a bad idea to bring watson along. the whole time, he just sat and watched me and did his best to ignore the couple of girls that were casting curious looks at him.

when it was all over and i had changed back into my own clothes and rid my face of any makeup, i met watson by the door. "sorry it was so boring," i apologized as we walked outside.

"boring?" watson laughed. "it wasn't boring. i got to watch you have fun, so i was having fun." i rolled my eyes at his words, but still a smile appeared on his face. "so, after a hard day at work, are you willing to go get some food with me?"

obviously, i agreed. i mean, who in their right mind would say no to food? definitely not me. watson and i loaded into my car and stopped at our usual place on the way home. after we had ordered and found a place to sit, i got a text.

mat :) : hey luci. are you doing anything?

luci lu: yeah, i'm at dinner with watson

mat :) : watson? you guys are talking again?

luci lu: mhm. he came over today and we worked everything out.

mat :) : oh, well that's good. i won't press for details. when will you be done at dinner?

luci lu: maybe an hour or so

mat :) : come over after?

luci lu: we'll see :)