Island Radio | Chapter 1: An iPad to the Face
“Moody Spurgeon isn’t here - he does traffic. But that’s Charlie Sloane.” Diana pointed subtly to a brown-haired man with a crooked nose. “He does sports in the evenings at eight.”
"Who's on the air right now?" asked Anne.
"Billy Andrews. He covers celebrity news, scandals. Overlaps with me in entertainment a bit, but our crossover hour was more dull than a dead fish. I refuse to give him any material to work with. He's an animal."
Suddenly, the door to the conference room burst open with the dull clang of glass.
“Sorry!” a tall man with dark, curly hair and hazel eyes breezed in with a genuinely apologetic smile.
“Hi Gilbert!” Ruby waved him over to where she was sitting across the table from Anne and Diana. “I saved you a seat.”
“Thanks,” he grinned lopsidedly, but still managed to look handsome for it.
“That’s Gilbert Blythe,” Diana whispered to Anne. “Morning and Drive-home news. He's always out collecting soundbites. You won't see him much.”
Across the table, Gilbert looked directly at Anne and said, "Hey, Carrots, don't think I've ever seen you around here before."
"It's nice to see your head at a normal size for once," Anne bit back. She'd had enough comments on her looks for one day. "Your billboard isn't doing you any favours, you know."
Gilbert raised an eyebrow at her, "I haven't seen your pretty face on any billboards lately, Ms….?"
"Shirley. Anne Shirley. Anne with an E." She swiped her sweaty palms over her plain cream slacks.
"Nice to meet you, Anne with an E," he smirked.
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A/N: I finished bingeing Anne with an E, so... NEW FIC NEW FIC NEW FIC!!! And art by the amazing @kailene-blossom <3
