This shit is taking me ages, I am so sorry. One day!! Slowly but surely this story is drawing to a close.
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"Pierpaolo Piccioli..." I scrolled through the photos on Mika's phone. I saw a slim man with a wrinkled face, grey hair and a thin moustache. He looked elegant, and something about his appearance commanded respect. Like he knew what to do and wouldn't accept a no from anyone. "Is he a friend of yours?"
"Any fan would know that," he joked, "he designs all my clothes! You probably know I have tailor made shoes designed by Christian Louboutin, another good friend of mine, and one day when we were both present at a design event, I met Pierpaolo, and it clicked. We decided to start working together and since then I not only have tailor made shoes, but also tailor made suits. And he makes them for a friendly price, in case you were wondering. He's a good, good friend, someone I can really trust. And he... has connections. He's earnest, don't get me wrong, but growing up in a rough neighbourhood in Rome, with little perspective, and then becoming one of the most influential fashion designers in the world, that requires certain skills." "And money", I added. "And contacts, too, and he has all three." Mika looked just a little less miserable now than he had done half an hour ago when I had showed up at his door.
"So... in more concrete terms this means... whatexactly?" I pressed on. Mika stretched out on the bed on which we were bothsitting now and spoke up.
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So, now you know who's gonna be the helper in this dire situation that our protagonists find themselves in currently! I'm still working on PPP's live story, but hopefully that will be up soon. Thought i'd give an update, anyway, haha.
Love,
Jae
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Mikamorra // A Mika fanfiction
FanfictionWhen the parents of 15 year old Jane decide to move from England to Italy to start a restaurant in Naples, she is very mad. She can't seem to find her place in Italy: she doesn't speak the language, she gets bullied at school and on top of that her...
