━━━ 𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 y/n, a diligent overachiever; senior in highschool takes on extra shifts for her part time job, her goal? to flee to paris when she graduates. but everything changes when she meets her long lost uncle who happened to be the manag...
he's not good for you, hell even i would be better for you and i'm the bad guy here .
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𝓢hifting on my seat for the fifth time this past twenty minutes, I look over at Robaire who seems to be too indulged in the French book he's reading. Every passing minute feels suffocating—and it's not like I can distract myself either. I don't have a phone with me, time feels so slow and the arrival time on the screen screams eons away.
Looking around I see Tae, and T on a competitive game of Goldfish, I mentally sighed wanting to join them. Jesse is face timing his kids along with his parents who seems to be watching them while he's on tour. And Z. Z is just sleeping. When he's sleeping, you'd never be able to guess that he's literally nothing but trouble when he's wide awake.
I cleared my throat in attempt to catch Robaire's attention, or to atleast ease up the palpable tension between us—unless I'm the only one feeling it?
"Did you want to talk about anything?" Cautiously, I dragged my tone—He looked up from the book he's reading and his lips curled into a small smile. Curiosity caws on me, I mean there must be something he wants to talk about right? If he called me to sit next to him. There must be atleast one reason.
"Oh that's right. I need opinions." Pulling out his phone it looks like he's swiping through for what he's looking for. Opinions on what exactly?
"Sorry to bother, but I really do need this from a girl's perspective." I raised a brow as he faced the device for me to see. "Miss Dior or Tiffany Co?"
I stared at his screen as he showed me two different brands of perfumes, Emotions flattened as I stared in bewilderment or rather utter confusion "Uhh I don't know to be honest.. I wouldn't know because I've never smelt those before..?" He looks a tad disappointed but quickly lightened up letting out a breathy chuckle.
"Ah how stupid of me, Will you be able to help me if I bring you with me in store?"
I don't exactly know how to feel about this, why is he asking me for my opinions on this matter. And importantly—Who is he giving those for? It must be for a girl since he did want it from a girl's perspective. Out of nowhere it seems like magma surges in the bottom of my stomach. It's not like Robaire would ever like me back anyways, why didn't I see this coming?
"Yeah I'd be happy to help you!" Forced enthusiasm vomits out of me. What else am I suppose to say or do. Refusing would be rude, he's helped me in some ways, it's only moral to return the favor.
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