"It's okay hun. We'll make it better the next time around. Don't worry, we'll hire you some hot dancers. Maybe I could have one to–"
"Okay okay!" You started laughing through your mobile phone. "Still... I'm really sorry for ditching out though."
"Pftt. For all I could know, you could be lying to me right now. Is there a boy toy you're keeping from me that I should know about?" Jackie let out a make-believe gasp.
You shook your head in a fit of a laughter.
"Yeah right. Like that'll happen. "
"Let your vagina lead the way. Let it flap its wings, if you know what I'm talking about." Jackie urged through the line.
"Oh my God, you're so disgusting." You told her but couldn't deny the laughter that was once again threatening to break your jaw.
"It's a productive disgusting. Or should I say, reproduc–"
"That's it I'm hanging up."
Jackie let out a throaty laugh on the other end of the phone.
"Fine but you won't be seeing the last of me yet!" Jackie then gave you two kiss-smacks through the phone before ultimately hanging up.
"What the–!" You exclaimed once you realized that she'd been the one to hang up on you when you were supposed to be first to do it.
You shook your head as your lips began to stretch into a wide smile. "Crazy woman."
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Grandeur
xxxx Avenue, xxxx
6:15 PM
"Yes, how may I help you?" The woman with gorgeous almond eyes spoke from behind her podium. Her accent surely did not sound American at all, it was hard to place where she was from.
You swallowed the lump that was forming within your throat. "Hello... I'm here for an errand?" You asked as you held your petite slingbag close to you.
Everything within the room screamed glamour and elegance. Strong musks and scents wafted through the air and it took all your will power not to run out of the place. Slowly, you took long breaths of air before tuning out the rest of the chatter within the room along with its nauseating smell. You could do this. How hard could this little thing be?
Just get what you need (N/N) and you'll be out in a jiffy.
The foreign-looking woman tilted her head at you and gave you a questioning look.
"Oh! Just one sec'." You motioned her with a finger and then started fishing the pockets of your bag before finally retrieving the card Mr. Hiddleston has given you earlier.
"Here." You said as you handed over the card to her. The woman then accepted it from you with her slender and dainty hand. She examined the said piece of paper for a moment. Her features began to relax when she began to read it.
"Ah yes. Mr. Hiddleston." She said, finally looking up to you as she did. She gave you a courteous smile. "Please, follow me." She then removed herself from her station and began leading you to the more distant part of the building where the chatter from the outside died down into an eerie silence.
"May I ask where are we headed to?" You finally asked when the hall adorned with an expensive-looking red carpet began to stretch for miles and more.
The woman, whom you've later known as Sarah after she introduced herself on the way, turned to face you and gave you a simple yet reassuring smile.
"Pardon me, Ms. (L/N) but Mr. Hiddleston has requested specifically not to tell you anything of importance until you acquire what you came for."
