First dance!
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First things first - breakfast time!
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In the evening, the weather got aweful. Apparently, it was typical for Tartosa to experience huge storms in summer months.
The girls stayed at the house they rented, relaxing in the only possible way - watching TV and praying that the weather would get better the next day.
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In the evening, everyone has already settled in the resort. Darya left the bathroom with a grin on her face.
'Have you seen the toilets in here?' she asked Vivian who was just resting on the bed. 'Skye must be going mental in her room.'
But before Vivian could say anything, they heard somebody knock on the door. They turned their attention to the source of the sound. Goldie's silhouette was visible through the glass.
'Come on in!' Darya raised her voice a little and the woman entered their bedroom.
'Evening, ladies.' she smiled. 'Sorry to bother you at this late hour. I am actually here for you, Darya.'
'Me?' the blonde girl frowned while Vivian sat cross-legged on the bed.
'Yes. You see Jonah had to go home. His daughter is very ill.' Goldie explained. 'So now we need to do two photoshoots but we don't have a photographer anymore. And I was wondering if you could step in and help us out?'
'So you want me to photograph Vivian tomorrow?' Darya clarified.
'Yes, that would be great if you did. We would greatly appreciate it.'
'That's cool. Sure thing!'
'Thank you, Darya. See you tomorrow, ladies.'
'Goodnight, Goldie.'
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The group left the airport and waited outside for a taxi to take them to the resort they rented out.
'Guys, there is a problem.' Jonah spoke to Valentin. 'I have to go back to San Myshuno. My wife just called. My daughter got ill. She has a crazy high temperature.'
'That's fine.' Valentin nodded. 'We understand. I'll call the pilot. He'll be able to take you home as soon as they are done refuelling.'
'Thank you, Valentin. You are a lifesaver.' Jonah breathed a sigh of relief.
'Life happens, Jonah.' Goldie smiled. 'Go be with your daughter.'
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The group landed at the small airport in Tomarang. Having flown a private jet, they managed to avoid queues at passport control. Although Darya doubted that that airport ever had any queues.
'Hello! Welcome to Tomarang!' the woman at the desk chirped as Valentin approached her and began explaining why they are there.
Everyone waited patiently, behind the man, to be asked for their passports, when Jonah's phone rang.
'It's my wife...' he murmured as if it was directed at the girls but at the same time, it was barely heard. 'Hello, darling.' he picked up the call and listened. 'What? [...] No! [...] We've just landed in Tomarang. [...] I'll call you back ASAP.'
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Back on the private jet on the way to Tomarang!
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The emotions backstage were very high! All the models were thrilled with the show and their performance.
As a reward, Goldie and Valentin organised a small feast for everyone.
Darya and Skye were let into the room.
'Vivian!' Darya spread out her arms to embrace her girlfriend and she happily obliged. 'You were amazing! I loved the show!'
'You really think so?' Vivian smiled brightly.
'Of course! You absolutely rocked the catwalk!'
'Thank you, Dee.' Vivian caressed Darya's cheek. 'Can we forget about that argument we've had?'
'Argument? What argument?' Darya frowned and both girls laughed.
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The last person to walk down the catwalk was Goldie herself. The woman hopped along to the roar of cheers and applause, waving to the people.
She bowed a couple of times to the audience, thanked everyone for coming and for such a warm reception of the new collection and praised all the models for their excellent work.
Then, she jogged back through the catwalk and disappeared backstage. The show was now over.
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