"I'm planning to have you both grace the runaway together."
Blinking in shock, I looked at them with widened eyes. "W-wait… Really? I mean, I still haven't auditioned yet." I said pointing out the green background on my left side.
Michael sighed. "Is that even needed? Well, go and we'll see. But it's already a deal! I want you in my annual fashion show. You can't miss this! I'm already lucky that you came home now. I pity that sexy magazine whose fashion show just ended. I'm sure you'll be offered if you only got here a bit earlier."
I laughed at what he said.
"I've seen your Caribbean resorts photoshop…" he recalled as I grace the front for the VTR.
"You were smoking hot! As in what did you do? Just work out? No rib… you know?
I quickly shook my head and chuckled. "Yes, Work out and Diet only."
