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[fortunesfms]

eleanor had always hated that flash and it was one she knew all too well after being a part of her mother's controversial campaign as a child. it was never something that had come naturally to her but she sucked it up to make her mother happy with her, a lot of good that had done nearly forty years later. still, despite hating being in front of a camera, the woman is rather animated when interacting with others and this would most likely show up on the internet one way or another. "oh!" the brunette's eyebrows raise. "what kind of offer?" she lets out a small laugh to ease her seriousness about it all. "you know love creating, and collaborating with others-" there was indeed a but coming. "it would depend what it is, how much time is needed, because in all honestly, i don't know if i'm coming or going right now." another laugh escaped her but this time it was to cover up her own awkwardness. it was good for her to be honest about where she was currently but perhaps she'd jumped to state her thoughts a little too early, before she'd even heard the proposal.

"trust  me,  after  all  these  years,  i'm  in  the  same  boat  as  you."  he  has  been  in  the  business  for  nearly  all  his  life  it  feels  like  and  still  he  was  more  comfortable  behind  the  camera  rather  than  in  front  of  it  so  he  knows  how  eleanor  feels.  the  pressure  of  always  saying  the  right  thing,  or  when  it  comes  to  interviews,  the  legal  things  and  while  kale  seems  like  he's  making  it  easy,  sometimes  there  are  days  he  just  wants  to  create  rather  than  show.  "actually  eleanor  it  is  good  i'm  seeing  you  here,  i  have  an  offer  for  you."  his  next  film  is  in  need  of  an  artist  and  maybe  eleanor  would  be  interested  in  such  a  role.

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from the first flash that had been set off, the woman had jumped. for a moment, the artist had forgotten what kind of environment she was in, what it felt like and it felt rather discombobulating. it was an honour to be invited, especially now that her mother was attempting to go down the american route of trying to take her to court. vogue had done her rather well - various articles about her art, featuring in the background of the portraits for actors - it was only right she would try to keep a good relationship with them and indeed anna. looking a little lost without her company, eleanor had zoned out for a moment before her eyes landed on the familiar face. not wanting to startle kale, she tapped him on the shoulder gently. "hey. yeah, i-" she itched between her ear. "i'm at a loss when it comes to all this."

open starter . . . the red carpet

they  would  ask  questions  he  answered  thousands  upon  thousands  of  times  but  kale  still  smiled,  still  ever  polite  to  interviewers.  did  he  care  what  he  was  wearing  to  the  red  carpet?  not  really  but  some  people  care  for  fashion  and  his  suit  was  costly  after  all.  but  all  kale  wanted  to  talk  about  is  his  next  film,  which  of  course  some  interviewers  mentioned  and  he  talked  about  all  he  legally  could,  since  his  film  was  in  post-production  phase  at  the  moment.  he  walked  on  the  carpet  when  he  felt  a  tap  on  his  shoulder  and  turned  around.  "hey,  i  didn't  know  i  would  see  you  here!"  he  greeted.  "how  are  you?"

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her 'break' hadn't been that long ago yet it felt like it. it was a slip, one that had never actually happened to her before and what better way to repair client relationships than to get herself back in her office to put in the work. christine lois was a firm believer in that, that and sacrificing a little happiness so that she could feel the thrill of success; she was lucky that she loved her wife and that the other woman loved her - if not, then her hunger for it would concern her. a client barging into her office isn't a common occurrence but it did happen occasionally. her phone started ringing moments before she was interrupted, indicating that it was a warning that her receptionist, jasmine, was unable to stop someone from coming her way. "hello to you too, miss labaki." her eyebrows raised as she fought to not lecture the other on the art of manners. "i don't know what you think i'd be doing in here. you have caught me rather early, though. i've only just got back from a meeting so if you would allow me to set up my laptop..." she pulled the device out of her bag. "what kind of emergency?" the words did send alarm bells ringing in christine's head - was she about to lose another client? it was her first day back, please no... "or, let me phrase. what seems to be the problem?"

𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱  𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋  ──  luciana  &  christine  ( @fortunesfms ) 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾  +  𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇  ──  christine's office, around lunch time

heels  click  confidently  against  marble-tiled  floor  as  she  walks  through  the  sleek  corridors  that  lead  to  christine's  office.  the  real  estate  developer  had  been  missing  in  action  for  god  knows  how  long  and  luciana  was  starting  to  get  antsy  ──  honestly,  she  could  be  having  a  real  existential  crisis  and  the  older  woman's  receptionist  kept  blowing  her  off  with  bullshit  excuses.  it  felt  a  little  personal,  to  be  honest.  naturally,  as  soon  as  luciana  learned  about  the  other's  return,  she  decided  to  bypass  the  humdrum  task  of  scheduling  a  meeting.  skipping  the  usual  pleasantries,  the  actress  gives  christine's  receptionist  a  saccharine  smile  that  practically  screams  fake,  〝 i  can  show  myself  in. 〞  after  a  brief  moment  of  hesitation,  she  turns  the  handle  without  knocking  and  steps  inside,  a  hand  dramatically  flying  up  to  cover  her  eyes.  〝 are  you  decent ?  i  don't  mean  morally…. 〞  the  words  trail  off  as  she  waves  her  free  hand  in  the  air,  leaving  it  up  to  the  femme  to  mentally  fill  in  the  blank  before  lowering  her  other  hand  and  closing  the  door  behind  her.  〝 you're  back,  finally.  i'm  having  an  emergency, 〞  she  lets  out  an  exaggerated  sigh,  hand  on  her  hip  like  a  cardi  b  meme.