Chapter 12 Do you want to sign a contract? (2/2)
”You mean she's a model?”
”Of course she is.”
”What?”
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Ryn yawned loudly as she walked back to her room. Finally, she could sleep after hours working. Her body shivered from the cold and she pulled her coat closer. Tomorrow she still had to wake up early.
She quickly jumped onto the bed, preparing to sleep but after a few minutes, she opened her eyes with a loud groan. She needed to wash off the make-up first before she could sleep.
”Finally I can sleep,” she again jumped onto the bed after washing her face. However, before she could finally slip into the dreamland, her phone rang.
”No… no… no… no…” she wailed, covering her face with a pillow. Why? Why couldn't she sleep in peace? She needed her rest desperately.
The ringing finally stopped.
Ryn sighed happily and prepared to sleep.
And then the ringing started again.
She groaned loudly and finally reached for the phone. Her blurry eyes blinked at the screen.
”Wh…aat?”
”Are you sleeping?”
”Hmm…”
”Oops… sorry. I just want to tell you that Harry has done the model casting.”
”So?”
”Not sure whether he'll succeed but I'm thinking of signing him.”
”How's his potential?” Ryn fluffed the pillow to make it more comfortable.
”He has it but his inexperience made him easy to get nervous. He can work on his walk and his pose but of course, he has to work hard to reach your level.”
”Who is going to help him? You?” Ryn yawned loudly. ”Mei Li, can we talk later? I'm so tired. Tomorrow I have an early photo shoot.”
”But… but…”
”Bye.” Without waiting for Mei Li, Ryn disconnected the call and closed her eyes. She couldn't think anymore. She was too exhausted to even care.
Four hours later she woke up from the alarm. She grumbled under her breath and quickly prepared herself. Today would be a long day… again.
When she joined the crew, she was holding two cups of hot coffee.
”Last day, guys,” the make-up artist took one of the cups and sipped it happily.
”You're not coming with me to Paris?” Ryn quickly sat down and closed her eyes. Just a few seconds of winks would make her feel better… slightly better.
”Ryn, wake up. You're ready.”
Ryn went to put on the first dress and the heels. There was no sign of sleepiness, which made the stylist, hairdresser and make-up artist giggle. They knew once the session ended, Ryn would quickly look for a place to sleep. She did look exhausted, more exhausted than usual.
”And it's a wrap. Thank you, everyone. Lunch is on me.”
Everyone cheered at the director's announcement. Ryn let herself being pulled by the stylist.
”Later you can sleep. Come on.”
”Maybe I need to wash my makeup off first,” Ryn murmured.
”No. I know you're going to sleep. You must join us for lunch. I love watching you finishing everything.”
”I don't eat that much.”
”Yes, you do,” the hairstylist joined in with a laugh as he hugged Ryn tightly.
”Argh… let me go. Can't breathe.”
Everyone laughed seeing Ryn struggling to free herself.