tokyo || joba [CANCELLED]

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸

She talked with that guy named Ian for a while, mainly just to make sure the job wasn't sketchy or anything but of course she wouldn't say that to him, he sounded like a nice guy. They both agreed on seen each other later that day, so she got ready. After she had picked up the things she needed, Charlie headed outside to get her morning coffee, one of the only things she couldn't live without.

The sun hit her face in calming way, warming her face and making her smile. She thought about her future, what would it be like if she got accepted into that job, how would it change. If they liked her she probably would have to go with them on tour or something, maybe she wasn't prepared for that.

As soon as she started overthinking, she reached a small coffeeshop which looked cozy enough and there weren't a lot of people in it. Charlie entered the place and her senses were filled with the smell of coffee and infusions she couldn't distinguish. She sat down at one of the tables that wasn't occupied at a small corner of the shop. A teenage girl came up to her with a nice smile. The french-american girl asked for a latte, the teenager nodded and went back to prepare it. Charlie took out her phone from her back pocket and, as much as she didn't want to do it, curiosity won over morality so she Googled the band.

She didn't find much about them, they weren't big. A latte was placed in front of her, she looked up to the waitress and gave her a warm smile back. Charlie returned her attention to her phone screen as soon as the girl had left. Only a few pages popped up, no videos and barely any photos. She clicked on the first page, who looked like it was the oficial one but it also looked like it wasn't finished at all. The guy who she'd talked on the phone before, Ian, already had told her that there was a lot of people in the band but when she saw the photo in that page, then, she realized that there were a lot of members, all men. She didn't care much about it, they seemed nice and they were so different from each other.

She drank her coffee quickly while she looked at those pictures, left a bill on the table and left the little shop waving softly at the girl who had given her the drink.

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Charlie exited the taxi that took her to the address Ian had sent her. It was a small house, definitely didn't look like it would fit everyone in that band.

After she sent a text to Ian to let him know she was there, taking a deep breath, she walked towards the house. With a shaky hand, she knocked on the door and after a few shouts inside and the sounds of feet running, a man opened the door.

"Hi, you're Charlotte, right? I'm Ian." a man with bleached blue dreads, glasses and a smile was behind the piece of wood.

"H-hi, yes, you can call me Charlie." the girl said, looking between the man at the door and another man who was leaning on a wall, tall, with long dark blonde hair, a beard and a cigarette behind his ear.