still you (mevie//malvie)

• IV •

i don't wanna turn back time 'cause what's another lonely night? i know under these lights i'm good without you.

The amount of fabrics, designs, articles of clothing, leathers, threads and bags scattered on the floor of Evie's office was so unbelievable.

Even she was baffled by the amount of stuff she had to rush just to meet the deadline of fashion week. It's like two weeks away from now but you know, she's suffering.

She groans, banging her head repeatedly on her desk as the pile of her designs fly away due to the gust of air that blew from the window. "You have got to be fucking kidding me right now." She grumbles, picking them up one by one and finally securing them in a folder before staring at the pile of leather.

She's one design short and she needs all the remaining material on the floor, she needed to make something up from scraps which, honestly, shouldn't be a problem because she's spent sixteen years of her life doing that but still.

The process starts with her grabbing a pencil and sketching a body, the same way Mal taught her how to, the same way she still uses today. Honestly, though, Mal deserves a lot of credit for where she is today, she just can't seem to admit it, not even to herself.

She closes her eyes, trying to think of something, of anything just to get her through the day, just so she could say she's done something because she literally feels like shit.

Audrey frowns as she sees the mess through the glass panes of her office, her frown deepens when she sees Evie crumpling a paper and shooting it to the trashcan carelessly, yeah, she's not in the best of moods.

That's when Evie looks up, meeting Audrey's eyes who mentally cursed herself for not turning any sooner, she walks over to the designer, opening the doors of her office and avoiding every obstacle before getting to Evie.

"Are you busy?" She asks, closing her eyes as she bit on the tip of her pencil, Audrey shakes her head 'No' while muttering it as well. Evie opens an eye, "Would you get us some food?" She pleads, using her puppy dog eyes and pouting.

"Look, I was supposed to show you a photo of Harry as a turkey not get out. Delivery exists, you know." The brunette huffs as she crosses her arms, Evie raises an eyebrow, "Please? You can't ask for Uber-eats to buy you some chips." She retorts, making Audrey glare at her.

"Why do I have to do it? Carlos is literally in his room!" She whines, stomping her foot while Evie sighs, "Because he can't be bothered, he just came back from Seattle." Evie reasons out, Audrey pouts, "How about Harry?"

"He isn't here, he has a shoot today, remember? Now would you please be a dear and buy me some snacks just to get me throu- Audrey, don't give me that look, you ate my last stock of Cheetos Puffs." Evie points out, giving her credit card to the princess.

"Thanks, Auds." Evie smiles sweetly before closing her eyes again as the princess leaves, "I'm buying food worth twenty dollars!" She calls out before slamming the door and entering her car.

Mal stares at her laptop, pressing the space key way too much. She was tasked to do a character for another movie, accepting it without hesitations and regretting it now.

She's been staring at the blank slate for a complete hour now and honestly, she knows she looks stupid but she just can't help it, you know?

"God, I really just happen to be so fucking impulsive, huh?" She mutters to herself before standing up, taking her History of Auradon textbook that she managed to bring in New York and here in Los Angeles, flipping over it frantically.