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Does she look good at least? I mean, why do it if it’s not worth your while?

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Of course. Thank you, I won’t let your efforts be in vain. I promise.

Can you believe this guy?

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“Excellent,” she beamed at him, excited to know that he was giving her a chance to prove herself worthy of being around him. It was a small task, but one she would happily take on if it meant more time together. “What day is good for you?”

If only she knew, he was that kind of person before, though Oliver wasn’t one to dwell on the past. “Right.” he said in agreement. “No, no problem, but like I said, your actions have to back up your words. I’ll have you do a small shoot, just to get a feel of what you can bring.”

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Not said, only implied. I would not challenge me if I were you, it tends not to end well for the other person.

I never dared say I was above you. Lose your patience - go ahead. See if it matters.

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You would really do that for me?

Can you believe this guy?

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“Humility is also an important trait to have, if you thought you were above everyone else then you probably wouldn’t be worth mine, or anyone else’s, time.” Her head tilted a little at his repetition and she leaned against the nearby table. “Problem?”

“I don’t like to consider myself better, but thank you.” he said keeping his eyes on her. Something told him to be weary of her, he didn’t know if it was his gut instincts or whatnot. But Oliver treated everyone with respect, even if he was unsure of the kind of person someone was. “Following your instincts.” he repeated, maybe he should follow his own as well.

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“Which is what makes you better than the rest.” She noticed that he was observing her right back and it made her insides turn, causing her to wonder if he recognized the brunette at all. Part of her craved to have him know her again, but the more rational side reminded the rest that it would only end in tragedy. “I don’t have to know you, I follow my instincts.”

There were many people out there that only cared about the money and not the clients. Oliver was the exact opposite, he cared about the people he worked with and made sure that they were taken care of. He saw them as co-workers, because in his modeling agency, they were all a team, working to help each other be successful. “You’re right in that aspect, I wouldn’t let my people get taken advantage of.” he studied her as she looked back at him. There was a nagging feeling in his gut, something he couldn’t put his finger on. She looked familiar but he couldn’t quite place her. “You don’t even know me.”

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“A few small ad campaigns, nothing exciting. I don’t have too much experience in the business and I’m worried about being taken advantage of, so I heard finding someone like you would be a good way of ensuring that doesn’t happen.” Callie tilted her head, eyes scanning his face a moment before replying. He looked just as beautiful as she remembered. “As I said before, I trust you. Call it woman’s intuition if you will.”

“What have you done as far as work?” he said moving to sit down. What she had said was right, there wasn’t much diversity in the Modeling world. But he also had to choose exactly what he would bring with each client. “Out of everyone you could have met with, why me?” he wasn’t as popular as he was back in his days. He was a manager now and he knew how to run a modeling business.

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“Some, yes. And that is understandable, you put your reputation on the line with every client you take in.” She wouldn’t approach him without having at least made a portfolio, there were steps to ensuring that Odysseus would be close to her again. “There aren’t enough women like me in the public eye. It seems as though most of the models these days are ninety pounds, tall, and white. I want to bring diversity.”

“Do you have any experience as a model? I don’t mean for this to sound rude, but I can’t just take in someone who simply tells me they want to model.” usually the people he was looking for either had it, or they didn’t. “What made you want to model?”

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Probably the same time you felt it was okay to think yourself morally above others. I never said you had to agree with it, only that you should tell me what it is you came to ask before I lose my patience.

And when did it become okay for you to verbally attack others? Just because you have the right under the law to say anything you please doesn’t mean I have to agree with it. Thank you.

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Do you truly believe that you can just tell everyone what to do without repercussions? You have no room to look at me with your smug expression and ask me to “try again”. I will speak to you as I please.

Right then.

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When the sea grew rough, you came to me.

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Not particularly, no. 

Did you want to try that again?

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So badly did she want him to remember the seven years they spent together in what now felt like another life, but she knew... Gods did she know, that his memory returning would be the end of her world again. “Very,” she confirmed with a small nod. “Would you be willing to take me on? I’m not terribly familiar with the business, and I have to admit that you’re the only person I’d trust to help me ease into it.”

The moment their hands shaked, he could feel a surge of something that felt like a warning. He wasn’t sure what this feeling meant, and he shook it off. Smiling at her. “Nice to meet you Callie, and you’d be correct in that statement. Were you interested?”

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About how to not avoid confrontation and learn to stand up for yourself.

About what?

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Forget your damn wallet, you’re learning a life lesson here.

I just want my wallet?

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Okay? That’s all you have to say to me? Okay? Tell me. Do you allow everyone to treat you like a doormat?

I…. okay.