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 Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 11:04 am
 Tristan SaleTristan wasn't in the best of moods today. He had been on set for his latest film all day long and he was getting fed up with it. It seemed like the entire crew had no idea what they were doing. Even his assistant was clueless today. Tristan had asked for some water and the moronic assistant brought him the water in a CUP. If he wanted the water in a cup, he would have asked for it to be in a cup. If the personal assistant had any brains at all, he'd know that Tristan only drinks his water from the bottle. And not just any bottle, the bottle must be recyclable and at exactly the right temperature of 42°. The cupped water that his assistant had brought him was only at 43°. What an amateur. Clearly Tristan had no choice but to fire him.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2009 7:51 am
Khahlela wasn't in a good mood herself. It was hot, she wasn't feeling good, and she had more photo shoots to do for some of the lesser brand name magazines. Though she wasn't an unknown anymore, she didn't think her career would change this much. Pushing her hair out of her face and replacing the wrap, she looked around and saw a clearly angry Tristan. She knew him from famous magazines and a few movies. Though, she'd only seen one.
Shifting, she looked at her bottle of cold water and huffed. She'd have to give it up, she supposed, to not suffer the wrath of wanting to meet him. Good thing it was unopened. "Here," she said, accent thick as she finally made her way over to him. Cold, in a bottle, how could it be wrong? She even made her voice nicer to help sooth him over, as if taming a big cat. Which she would be rather doing. "You look like you could use it..."
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