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Clare

Ronin’s voice rises with hers and they stand toe to toe, yelling right up in each other’s face She pushes Ronin and he spins her around and drags her out into the studio, where her French threats echo off the tall ceilings

"Fucking Clare," a naked blonde girl huffs out next to irl, this tiust "I don’t care who that bitch is, I’lad Ronin canned her ass She thinks she can break the rules, do whatever she wants, and still have a job?" The blonde girl snorts at this "No," Red answers herself eht, Rook?" She smiles over at me

"Whose thumb?"

"Ronin’s, of course Unless, you two have so" She narrows her eyes at ot the garden apartment and don’t have to be at work on ti?"

"What does that even o back to their clothes and it’s only then that I notice every girl in the dressing roo at me "What?" I ask them

They turn back to their business but I’o find Elise in the salon

Thankfully things in the salon seeirls I work around are friends with me or not--typically when I have a job I’irl asked if Ronin was keeping ht e had dinner with her and Antoine She said, You’re not any different from the other models, just because Ronin wants to keep you

What the fk does thatoff in ain I could let it slip by as a cute way to say he likes irl said it too Not toon down at the diner

"Over here, Rook" Elise points to the shampoo chair and I ease back, ready to relax for a moment, even if it is in a shao

It takes several hours for the to irls here today they have to keep trading us off like an assembly line One does toes, one does hands, one does hair, one does make-up

It’s total insanity

But I kinda like it Everything goes fast, people are talking fast, walking fast, the girls co out directions, the ca wildly