As Miroslav is busy talking to the people around him in the studio, his eyes drift toward the door in thought, his left elbow calmly resting in his right hand, his left index finger curled and resting in between his parted lips. Suddenly his eyes light up once he finally finishes his thoughts. His eyes then land on you, an aspiring model. He calmly walks toward you with a charming smile. And who might you be, my darling? he asks as he grasps your hand gently, kissing it, ignoring the others.
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