{daphne}
“Hey, so….have you ever thought about modeling?” Daphne asked, looking at the person in front of her with hopeful eyes. “I’m trying to build my portfolio for the outfits I have been putting together and I wanna get a group of people to model my stuff. It’s very late 90s/early 2000s glam and you would fit this one outfit i have perfectly. You can keep the clothes after I get a few pics too! What do you say?”
Zarina looked around then back at the girl in front of her. “Me?” she asked with raised brows. “Not really my style...” she trailed off looking down at her tight black jeans and scuffed up boots. “I’m more of a, uh, how do I put this...” She wasn’t even sure how to call her style. Lots of dark dresses or tight pants and boots. Tops could vary from a flowy blouse to a top with a leather jacket. “My style is a little all over the place.” Unless she was in the lab. Then it was more fit clothing and safety goggles. Who knows though, this could be interesting. “You know what. I’ll humor you, let’s do it. I’ve definitely not thought about modeling though considering I look twelve.”



















