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Chapter 294: One Night Stands

Today's work ended quite early for Rosè Yang who finished everything on her schedule, including the paperwork for the day. Seeing as she had a few hours to burn, she made her way to Cerulean Water Pavillions in hopes of checking upon Lalisa Park, but to her dismay, the young woman was nowhere to be found. After contacting her, she discovered it was because Lalisa Park was still at the studio designing her next fashion line. Thus, she made her way to the studio, a place she had not been to before.

Rosè Yang took off her sunglasses and admired the layout of the simplistic and small building at the edge of the city, which was a short walk from the seaport.

It was a cute little place that was five-stories high and had a nice little rooftop that overlooked the floral gardens which were a frequent tourist spot. She could see why Lalisa Park would choose this location to be her studio. With an endless array of colors, beckoned by the garden of flowers to the left, and the calm seashore to the right, it was a harmonious combination.

The outside of the building was painted white, with a nice little cafe at the bottom, frequented by the locals there. A pleasant aroma of coffee could be smelled from down the block, small black chairs and tables were laid out in the front to add a vintage minimalist appearance.

Small pots of plants added a splash of color to the white building. The fourth-floor had a window that took up the entire wall, revealing the studio, but because it was so high up, not many people knew what was going on inside. Besides, with the curtains always drawn, no one could look in anyways.

Rosè Yang checked the text again. It seemed Lalisa Park's studio occupied three floors in total.

She went into the cafe, grabbed an americano for herself and then an extra sweet caramel latte for Rosè Yang who always had a sweet tooth when it came to coffee. Then, she made her way upstairs. Stopping in front of a cute pastel door, she placed down the coffee cups on the small table next to the door. Then, she typed in a passcode and walked into the studio.

Instantly, she spotted Lalisa Park by the oakwood table. She was standing up and hunched over it, her hand moving at an incredible pace while she drew something.

"Wow, I can't believe I'm actually seeing the genius at work." Rosè Yang teased, closing the door behind her with her legs as she attempted to juggle the drinks and her purse that dangled between her arm and elbow.

"I can't recount the last time I've seen you so focused over a table." She added on, placing the cup of latte beside Lalisa Park.

"Oh please, don't act like you've ever seen me work in the first place. I barely did anything on the desk at school, except using it as a pillow for me to nap on." Lalisa Park chuckled, raising her head and settling the pencil down.

"Of course, how can I forget? As the class president, I always had to reprimand you." Rosè Yang rolled her eyes. "It also didn't help that you sat right beside me and in the front of the class where the teacher could have the perfect view of you snoring as you wandered off to La La land." She scoffed.

"Hey, for the record, the teacher got a free show that he should appreciate! In my glory days, people would die just to lay their eyes on the Supermodel Lalisa!"

"Yeah, the appreciative view of you drooling." Rosè Yang snorted, taking a sip of her coffee and peering over Lisa's shoulders. She was in the process of designing...gym clothes? It was interesting to see the athletic clothing drawn to be so stylistic.

"Gasp! I do not drool!" Lalisa Park argued, even though she did wake up with a wet sleeve...but that was only one time!

"Sure you don't." Rosè Yang grinned, dodging the rolled-up canvas paper tossed at her head.