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Cassie spent the rest of the evening at Bianca's side, getting Marks card had definitely covered her for where she'd been, but it was just one, and Bianca seemed certain that Cassie could get more. She was right for the most part, and by the time she left she had seven different cards tucked inside her coat pocket, three more photographers, two managers, and the woman she'd said she'd gone to meet in the first place, Amira, who also wanted to work with her. She'd noticed that most of the other models had been a bit...stand offish? She imagined they didn't exactly like the thought of welcoming someone so new to the world of actually professional modeling, a catalogue girl in the big leagues, unaware of just how much of a threat she posed with her natural beauty and gentle demeanor. In such a dog eat dog world, the thought that her gentleness made her particularly attractive to work with if only for the sake of one's sanity and peace of mind for those behind the camera never crossing her mind. To her the world was a lovely place, and most people were kind. Naive to the center of her core, likely if not for Bianca she'd have found herself snatched up with those who sought to exploit her and manipulate her.
She'd made sure to leave one of her own cards with the attendant while Bianca wasn't looking, explaining that someone specific might come asking for it, and than she was done for the evening. She was exhausted, managing to drift off for a nap leaning up against Bianca's side as their driver took them away from the scene of the start of her new life, but by the time she'd eaten dinner and finished her shower, she found herself unable to sleep, constantly grabbing her phone and checking her instagram, her texts, her email, anything that Valentina might reach out to her own. She knew she was being silly, the woman was probably incredibly popular, and likely out right now with someone. Valentina didn't seem the home body type like Cassie was. She thought about searching the woman up but decided against it, she didn't want to pester the woman after all...though still the woman stayed on her mind, filling her dreams in ways she'd never repeat to another human being as long as she breathed, and lingering there as she woke, the first thing she did was checking her phone for notifications. She'd certainly earned some new fans, a couple of the photographers having messaged her, which she enjoyed some conversation with but when it came to the details she'd sent them to her agency, knowing they'd have to approve anything she did.
She'd tried catching up on some schoolwork, but still Valentina lingered, and she couldn't seem to focus on anything the textbooks offered, she tried working on one of her papers but her fingers could only hover over the keyboard, her eyes flicking constantly over to her phone, waiting for the sound of a new notification. She kept her phone with her all throughout the day, as she ate, as she painted some of her mini-figurines for a game she played with friends every other week, even as she sat on the couch watching her favorite anime with her cat curled up against her chest, her phone sat there on the cushion beside her. She began to wonder if the whole thing had just been her imagination...if perhaps the woman had just been passing the time with her, something to do at the party, check out the new girl, maybe the set with Mark got declined somehow, maybe maybe maybe. It wasn't until she was cooking herself dinner, the sun setting down over the horizon that she got the notification she'd been waiting on. While Valentina might know how the game was played, Cassie was to pure to think in such ways, and with a smile on her face she quickly clicked on the notification, taking her to Valentina's page before her heart fluttered and she froze in place for a moment, her lips parting with surprise as she saw the woman's posts.
She really was beautiful...and a blush rushed to her face as she saw just how much Valentina did indeed embrace her sexuality, gulping at the risque and tasteful photo's, though even in her dazed state she couldn't help but admire the work. The lighting was perfect, the angles divine, she wondered what sort of lens the photographer was using. What was more, they looked almost entirely unedited, with only the most basic touches down, Valentina needing little to truly take Cassie's breath away. Her face hot, she set the phone down, worried she might not be able to ever look away if she didn't stop now. Gods...there was no denying it now. With a nervous laugh in the empty apartment aside from her feline friend, she braced her hands on the counter, letting out a deep sigh. "I have a crush" she admitted to herself, laughing once more as she leaned her head forward, only to yelp as she got a face full of steam from the rice frying in the pan. "It's okay, you're okay. You're a professional. You. Are. A. Professional" she said to herself before biting her lower lip as she grabbed her phone once more. She wanted to keep looking through the woman's photo's, but denied herself that urge, and instead hit the button to send the woman a message, unable to help the small part of her brain that wondered if Valentina had searched through her own posts, and if so...what had she thought?
"Hey! I was wondering if I was going to hear from you. Did you talk to Mark any about the shoot?" she sent, figuring it best to play it safe. She had a crush on Valentina, that was her problem to sort out, it didn't mean the woman might have any interest in her. She didn't know the woman well enough, for all she knew, the woman talked by flirting...she blushed at the assumption that Valentina was even flirting with her at all. Maybe she was just being friendly? Maybe, maybe, maybe, again the maybe's ran through her head. Cassie didn't know that there was a word for all of that, all of the thoughts that ran through her head whenever Valentina appeared beside them, Valentina would likely know what it was right away. Gay panic. However Cassie didn't know that, and so she played it safe, figuring she should remain professional, stick to the work, keep it about the work, they were going to be working together, as far as she knew, that was all this was, and it wouldn't do to burn bridges this early in the world by making assumptions.
She'd made sure to leave one of her own cards with the attendant while Bianca wasn't looking, explaining that someone specific might come asking for it, and than she was done for the evening. She was exhausted, managing to drift off for a nap leaning up against Bianca's side as their driver took them away from the scene of the start of her new life, but by the time she'd eaten dinner and finished her shower, she found herself unable to sleep, constantly grabbing her phone and checking her instagram, her texts, her email, anything that Valentina might reach out to her own. She knew she was being silly, the woman was probably incredibly popular, and likely out right now with someone. Valentina didn't seem the home body type like Cassie was. She thought about searching the woman up but decided against it, she didn't want to pester the woman after all...though still the woman stayed on her mind, filling her dreams in ways she'd never repeat to another human being as long as she breathed, and lingering there as she woke, the first thing she did was checking her phone for notifications. She'd certainly earned some new fans, a couple of the photographers having messaged her, which she enjoyed some conversation with but when it came to the details she'd sent them to her agency, knowing they'd have to approve anything she did.
She'd tried catching up on some schoolwork, but still Valentina lingered, and she couldn't seem to focus on anything the textbooks offered, she tried working on one of her papers but her fingers could only hover over the keyboard, her eyes flicking constantly over to her phone, waiting for the sound of a new notification. She kept her phone with her all throughout the day, as she ate, as she painted some of her mini-figurines for a game she played with friends every other week, even as she sat on the couch watching her favorite anime with her cat curled up against her chest, her phone sat there on the cushion beside her. She began to wonder if the whole thing had just been her imagination...if perhaps the woman had just been passing the time with her, something to do at the party, check out the new girl, maybe the set with Mark got declined somehow, maybe maybe maybe. It wasn't until she was cooking herself dinner, the sun setting down over the horizon that she got the notification she'd been waiting on. While Valentina might know how the game was played, Cassie was to pure to think in such ways, and with a smile on her face she quickly clicked on the notification, taking her to Valentina's page before her heart fluttered and she froze in place for a moment, her lips parting with surprise as she saw the woman's posts.
She really was beautiful...and a blush rushed to her face as she saw just how much Valentina did indeed embrace her sexuality, gulping at the risque and tasteful photo's, though even in her dazed state she couldn't help but admire the work. The lighting was perfect, the angles divine, she wondered what sort of lens the photographer was using. What was more, they looked almost entirely unedited, with only the most basic touches down, Valentina needing little to truly take Cassie's breath away. Her face hot, she set the phone down, worried she might not be able to ever look away if she didn't stop now. Gods...there was no denying it now. With a nervous laugh in the empty apartment aside from her feline friend, she braced her hands on the counter, letting out a deep sigh. "I have a crush" she admitted to herself, laughing once more as she leaned her head forward, only to yelp as she got a face full of steam from the rice frying in the pan. "It's okay, you're okay. You're a professional. You. Are. A. Professional" she said to herself before biting her lower lip as she grabbed her phone once more. She wanted to keep looking through the woman's photo's, but denied herself that urge, and instead hit the button to send the woman a message, unable to help the small part of her brain that wondered if Valentina had searched through her own posts, and if so...what had she thought?
"Hey! I was wondering if I was going to hear from you. Did you talk to Mark any about the shoot?" she sent, figuring it best to play it safe. She had a crush on Valentina, that was her problem to sort out, it didn't mean the woman might have any interest in her. She didn't know the woman well enough, for all she knew, the woman talked by flirting...she blushed at the assumption that Valentina was even flirting with her at all. Maybe she was just being friendly? Maybe, maybe, maybe, again the maybe's ran through her head. Cassie didn't know that there was a word for all of that, all of the thoughts that ran through her head whenever Valentina appeared beside them, Valentina would likely know what it was right away. Gay panic. However Cassie didn't know that, and so she played it safe, figuring she should remain professional, stick to the work, keep it about the work, they were going to be working together, as far as she knew, that was all this was, and it wouldn't do to burn bridges this early in the world by making assumptions.