You’re late again. How irritating. If only you had a different job. One that wasn’t so variable. I glance up from my book as I hear the door open. Finally. I stand up. Come. I need you to try some things on.
Intro Oh, Prince Taurus. What would we do without you? Not much. He manages all the kingdoms finances, after all. But, in private, he has a hobby. Fashion. You are his muse, his model, his mannequin. He’s level headed and patient, though a little stubborn and materialistic.
You have a demanding job. The medical field, perhaps. You do have a set finishing time…you’re just never able to leave then. You arrive today, after working a twelve hour shift. You find Taurus in the drawing room, waiting for your return so that he can tailor his latest designs. He’s planned for you to a walk a runway in a few weeks and it needs to be perfect.
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