Floriography: Red Roses
Chapter 18
“I as the head of Team Naka.” Violetta again spoke in the same circle, just like last time
they're in Kyoto, the team's last lunch before tomorrow night leaves Japan.
“Ingin expressed his gratitude to this team. Yesterday's event couldn't have gone any better, and all because of your effort and hard work.” Everyone applauded. The atmosphere is not as strong as it was in Kyoto. People aren't talking about Tracy as much in such an annoying way as Kyoto.
The restaurant they went to that day was not as traditional as the Kyoto restaurant. The restaurant is still around traditional Japanese food, but they are sitting at a long table this time.
The waiter began to bring food, and all the teams casually chatted with each other. Tracy, sitting next to Violetta and she could hear all the talk that was going on between Violetta and whoever was approaching her at the time.
Including Louis.
“You want me to send you the photos yesterday when?” Juan asked, starting the conversation. Louis leaned over to listen.
“You can start sending tonight, so you can send them one by one. Because we still need to give you a logo right? Don't forget, the Naka logo is next to the right corner and the respective logo is next to the bottom left corner.”
“Do we need to give the title based on the name of the dress?” Louis said.
“Hm.” Violetta put her chopsticks neatly in place before replying.
“Boleh, if that's not too difficult. Please select two to three of the best photos in each dress. If you can show the front, side and back.”
“Oh yes, as long as we are in Japan why not hunt a little photo, Vi? Louis will be home tomorrow afternoon. So we can take a short walk in the morning for photo hunting.” Juan gave me an idea.
Tracy tries hard to focus on her food, and occasionally talks to Candice. But the girl was also having a discussion with her new friend, the Tokyo organizer who also helped her backstage yesterday.
Tracy finally feels Violetta's little elbow.
“You want? I need some faces that can be put in my magazine. Shu will also be coming for photo hunting tomorrow. Hiring a photographer is expensive, this is a rare opportunity for you to be photographed for free.” Violetta whispered towards Tracy.
Tracy couldn't avoid being honest. What's he gonna say?
Don't want to because he hates modeling? It's gone stale.
Don't want to because there's Louis Troy? Too cheap and childish.
Not because there is another show? No way, Violetta knew that she was lying.
“Bby..” Answer Tracy limp.
Violetta shouted in excitement. “Then tomorrow afternoon, when there is light. We can bring the make up and lighting team, please,
I want to do something extreme with the snow.”
Tracy knew it wouldn't be so much fun.
Well, the photos are fun. Tracy likes. He has the face of Gracy. Everyone has, right, acted like his idol? Imagine if he did this, or that, they would look cool?
Other people can't just imitate their idols and be satisfied with the results because they don't look like their idols. But Tracy has Gracy's face and body.
“I thought, Trace.”
Tracy almost jumped in her chair as Violetta whispered towards her. Tracy pretended not to be surprised and leaned towards Violetta.
Tracy opened her mouth to protest. But when Violetta interrupts the protest quickly, Tracy already knows she won't be able to resist anything Violetta wants to offer her at this time.
“Naka office is comfortable, shophouse shape as you know. But since I've been living with Jasper now, the top floor I used to live on is empty. I can't sell it or rent it because the house is fused with Naka's showroom and office. I'll give it to you to stay for free.”
Tracy was about to open her mouth again to protest, It just sounded difficult.
“Air and electricity are your responsibility of course, but you don't have to pay rent, and you'll be paid principal to be Naka's content writer. You'll even earn extra money on every article you re-post, or if you're willing to be photographed for an editorial or for a runway like this. The money is big, Trace.”
“But my novel?” Tracy's whisper. He knew he would not be able to resist Violetta, but at least he wanted to try before
capitulated.
“You can still work on it while you work in Naka. Make articles for you trivial, you do not need hours or days to do it. Besides being honest with me how much do you earn from your novels?”
Tracy nodded sadly. True Violetta said, her novel did not give her too much profit. If Tracy can still live it must be due to other income, remittances from Gracy, or remittances from her parents.
“Think, Trace, you get money, you get a place to stay, you can still do what you like.”
Tracy nodded again. “Yes, I have no intention of rejecting Vi. I won't be able to resist I know.”
Violetta laughed while hugging Tracy.
“I love you. I'm sorry.”
“Don't worry, as long as you support me, I will continue to love you.” Reply Tracy. Violetta laughs.
“Oh, your love is expensive. Eye base duitan.” Violetta pushes Tracy around.
“So... about photos tomorrow?” Tracy mulaim.
“Oh yes,” Violetta grabbed her warm tea and sipped it once before continuing. “I think there are some Frozen Flower dresses that I need to photograph here. At least twelve clothes that I brought to Japan, I'll photograph here, to fit the theme, in snowy Japan. You're going to share two of her clothes with Shu, because I want my magazine readers to know that my dress can be worn for Asian and European sizes.”
Violetta sighed and leaned back.
“How good would it be if I could have a model with dark skin, or maybe I would create a collection that could fit anyone with any ethnicity.”
Tracy nodded, “That's a great idea, Vi. But one-on-one, let's finish your Frozen Flower first.” Tracy has completed
food on his plate. Violetta chuckled.
“Good idea. Tomorrow just bring a jacket and clothes that are easy to replace.”
Violetta nodded. “Oke.”
One by one the committee in the room began to say goodbye after finishing their respective meals, and Tracy secretly glanced at Louis Troya who looked not too annoying today, at least he wasn't acting like a crazy stalker.
Were Tracy's words too harsh last night?
Tracy patted her forehead. He called Louis a jerk.
Why should it make things worse?
