Stood in line for her usual order of coffee, she was typing away on her phone when she heard the bell above the door signalling someone else was coming in. Turning, because her curiosity meant she couldn’t help herself, she found herself smiling at Jocelyn, who had slipped into the line behind. “Hey, how are you?” she started politely, before gasping slightly and turning so she was facing the designer completely. “I am in need of a stunning dress for an event I have coming up and I would absolutely love it if you would help me? Because honestly, my fashion taste isn’t the best and I need direction.” Usually she could find something in her closet, but this function was high end and she knew she needed help. “This drink, and many, many others will be on me if you can help.” She finished, a pleading look on her face. “Pretty please? I will of course pay you for your magic ways too.”
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It had been one of those mornings where Jocelyn knew she was going to need coffee to get through the day. She walked into her favorite coffee shop and stood in line. “Olivia hey,” She smiled, greeting the other girl. “Coffee is the way to my heart, that’ll be payment enough. I’m actually heading to the office after this. A bunch of my newly designed dresses just came in. You can take a look and see if there’s anything you love?” Her friends wearing her designs was a type of free publicity that Jocelyn loved.













