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Arriving at the company ten minutes before we were required to be, I let out a tired sigh, as we stay out late. Zayn was dressed in a button-up, which was off by a button, and had a sweater pulled over, he was wearing a pair of ripped jeans, and a pair of high-quality shoes.
His hair was a floppy mess, and it was my idea to dress him up a bit. If he walked into the building looking like a model, then the chances of me having lots of photos would hopefully be none, however, that was wishful thinking.
I was dressed in a tan plaid skirt that was surprisingly on the short side. A black blouse to go with it, with a plaid tan artist hat, and a couple of rings on my hands with the compass necklace on my neck, the one that I never take off, however, I did have to take off the one gifted from Elias.
I wore a pair of ankle boots, to finish the outfit, and it was all planned by Zariah who wanted me to also look the best when I arrived.
