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"Great, thanks." Trixie said sarcastically, swallowing and generally hiding behind him. Which is what she continued to do until he abandoned her at the front. "Wait, what?" She turned to him quickly, panicking. "But, Matt- Wait- Please don't go." She pleaded softly, fiddling with her hands anxiously.
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Matt raised his eyebrows as she spoke, looking back. He headed back over to her, looking her in the eye. "this isn't a good example of me repulsing you now is it" he teased, watching as the model in front finished up, lookijg rather insulted by her feedback. Matt moved closer to Trixie, placing a hand on her back. "i promise you, you'll be fine. focus on me if you need to" he whispered, his tone as soft as he could get it. He gave her a small smile before farting back behind the camera as he had done earlier, this time his eyes fixated on Trixie.
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That's possibly the best typo I've ever read in my life xD)) Trixie gave a small laugh, shaking her head slightly. "Well, no. I might've been... exaggerating a bit when I said that." She chuckled, swallowing and looking at the camera like it would very well eat her alive. She looked up at Matt anxiously and nodded, leaning into him slightly as he laid a hand on her back. "Alright." The muttered, returning his smile with a small one as she awaited her turn. Most of the time she was either staring at her feet or watching Matt.
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i didn't even realize oh my god allow it please i'm typing with one hand :")) - Matt gave a small laugh at Trixies first comment and settled himself next to the cameraman, who was swatting his hand away constantly whenever he lifted it to annoy him. As usual. Soon enough it was Trixies turn, and he watched as the rather large spotlight was moved right into her, with the rest of the room virtually dark. Matt gave her a warm smile, narrowing his eyes from the reflecting lights. Another model adjusted her arms into position, picking up on how nervous the girl looked, uttering slightly unhelpful words of comfort before heading back off stage. "just stare" The cameraman said flatly, moving the heavy equipment as needed.
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It was genuinely great dw about it lol)) A small smile settled on her face as she watched Matt use his usual annoying charm on the cameraman. She blinked in surprise as she got thrown into the spotlight, her hands instinctively clasping in front of her. She froze, staring at Matt in a panic until someone else saved her. She tried to keep the same position and looked at the cameraman anxiously. So, she stared, trying her best to just... get through it.
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i'm so glad my mishaps are funny to you xD) - Matt watched as she stood there, admittedly looking like she would rather be anywhere else at the time. He had lost focus on her halfway through, instead staring at some random person that had wandered in, though his gaze was quickly averted back to Trixie within seconds. As the cameraman finished up, he waved her off stage, and Matt joined her on the other side, away from the rest of the people. Stanley looked genuinoey impressed though a bit irritated, and Kiara well..she wasn't paying attention. He gave Trixie a small smile, unsure of whether to make jokes or not. He didn't, in the end. "are you..okay?" he asked slowly.
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Trixie practically ran off, throwing the ideal of dignity out the window. She wasn't really looking at anything in particular, she just sort of stood there and looked dazed. She blinked up at Matt as he walked closer, swallowing anxiously. "Well... uhm. I don't know if I want to laugh, cry, or throw up, but other than that, yeah." She gave him a slightly weak smile and folded her arms around herself. "Is that- all of the shoots for today?" She wouldn't mind another group shoot, but she was currently terrified of solos, so.
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Matt nodded slowly, bringing her aside slightly, out the moving spotlight which was being taken down. "That's it, yes" was all he managed to say as he was handed a schedule by Stanley, who looked rushed. "This is for both of you. Rememebr, you're a pair, if people decide they like you, you'll basiclaly be doing everything together. Formal events, signings, everything. You're done for now" He said, his gaze on Trixie. "And..you did well by yourself. You could definitely use tips, you looked terrified. But you did well" he repeated, giving her a pat on the arm and then heading off, shooting a warm smile at Matt.
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Trixie followed him and nodded, burying he rhead in her hands and sighing. She looked up to see Stanley, blinking in surprise that there was already a schedule. She almost laughed at the idea that they would do everything together- like a work marriage. If people decided they looked nice enough side by side. She blinked at the critique, which was better than before, and gave her boss a light nod. "Hey, I didn't suck that bad." She grinned as Stanley walked off. She seemed quite a bit happier now that she knew she hadn't done... horribly. Moving closer to him to look at the schedule, she placed a gentle hand on his arm so she could see it.
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Matt looked down at Trixie with a smile as she placed a hand on his arm, tipping the schedule slightly to show her. He was surprised it had been drawn up already, it usually took over a week. But then, there wasnt much to write down, Trixie was a good model. "Well thats brilliant" he sighed, scanning the various alternate days they had to work. He wast bothered about working with her, he really didnt mind, but he really didnt like thr idea of having to model at all. He had never ever been given a schedule efore. "so what do you wanna do now?" he asked, leaning himself against the wall.
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