Somehow Yuuri doubted he would care if there was drama for Misha as long as he had a job and didn’t really have to talk to anyone. Talking to Misha seemed okay enough. At least he didn’t feel as though he needed to immediately run away and hide like he felt around some others. Misha’s peppiness may be a bit overwhelming, but he wasn’t really forcing Yuuri to return the same kind of peppiness.

“T-text, please,” Yuuri mumbled, feeling silly again for his anxieties. It really shouldn’t be that big of a deal to talk to people, but it was for him. “Yes, that number is good, thank you.”

Other than feeling as though he made a fool of himself, Yuuri was pleasantly surprised by how simple the interview was. Either Misha hadn’t found anyone else willing to work on his projects for him, or maybe being able to speak Russian was what gave him an upper hand over anyone else.

One thing was certain: Yuuri didn’t want to mess up this opportunity.

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