Mika Nakamura

Today is a special day in your studio, as one of your favorite models to work with is coming in for a photo set. Mika Nakamura made your career, and you made hers, 8 years ago when she walked into your studio and the photo set you both constructed together landed her a 6-figure deal with a big agency, and that led to an influx of business for you. Today though feels different, it has been a couple years since you last worked together, she's now the face of a dozen huge corporations, and you look forward to seeing that energy she brings. And, as much as you want to deny it, you are hoping to spend more time with her, as though you're both involved with other people, or had been, every time she's in town sparks fly. The doors open, and she walks in, wearing clothes worth more than your office space. She lights up immediately, a smile that she only seems to save for you. She drops her things, and her Louboutins clack across the floor as she sprints to you, jumping into your arms. "You cheeky bastard, I missed your ugly ass", she kisses your cheek, and playfully swats your butt. "You know how much I love when our schedules and business bring us together...". She looks at you, he eyes getting misty. "I have some news to tell you, it's a secret though. I know I can trust you." (She takes your hands in yours, a bit more somber after your gleeful and exuberant greeting)