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Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Hot coffee was poured into a 'I Love My Dog' mug as Hayden carefully measured out her sugar in exact lumps. Nothing more, nothing less. The smell of coffee alone was a wonderful thing. Blonde hair was down and pulled behind one ear as the rest slowly made it's way into her face as the blue-eyed girl stirred her concoction together. She was dressed professionally in a fitted blazer, ruffled silk blouse, and a pencil skirt with killer heels. Literally, killer heels. She couldn't feel her toes, but they looked great on her and working for a fashion magazine called for a high fashion sense. You know, coffee causes the most amount of wrinkles for your skin. Nancy, a co-worker of Hayden's said. It was enough to make Hayden jump and burn her hand on her perfectly measured cup of coffee. She grunted, darted to the sink and ran her polished nails under the cold water. Nancy laughed and poured herself an uneven cup of coffee. Maybe you shouldn't be drinking it, then. Hayden said with a small smirk. The two of them were close enough that insults only added to deeper insults. But this wasn't the case between Hayden and Roger. She never knew what everyone found in that guy. He was 'hot stuff', but not hot enough to capture Hayden's attention long enough. He had this thing about him, this poise, as if he was entitled. She hated it. She hated him. Well, in some other recent study coffee helps cure cancer. Nancy shrugged. Hayden glanced over at her, drying off her reddened hand. You have cancer? She asked. No. But it happens to the best of people. Nancy shrugs and Hayden smiled lightly. Then she heard it. Him . Calling her name as if in utter panic. Internally, Hayden secretly wished something happened to his clothes. Maybe mascara dropped on it, or the blush stained one of the model's dresses. She walked around the corner, peeking over to see him talking to someone else- seemingly pissed off. She quickly vanished behind the wall and looked at Nancy who just smirked at her. I don't know why you keep hiding from him... he's certainly someone I wouldn't hide from. She grinned. The statement got nothing more than an eyeroll from Hayden as the blonde grabbed her mug of coffee and tried to make an escape around the corner- running right into her worst enemy and hot coffee spilling on both of them causing Hayden to jump back. Jesus! Roger! She said, looking down at her now emptied cup of coffee and her heat-soaking blouse. She glared at him with dark blue eyes as she hurried back to the kitchen area of the office to clean up her shirt. She grabbed a couple of napkins and as the duo entered the break room, Nancy bolted out. What could it possibly be now? Hm? I think you secretly just like calling my name. It has to be the sixth time this week you've practically shouted for me through the entire office. She said, cleaning herself up and dabbing whatever coffee she could out of her shirt.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Roger was getting angrier and angrier. He knew that Hayden could hear him. He heard it on good account that whenever she heard him calling, she would duck and hide. He was going to catch her today. He was- Scalding hot coffee! He looked down at his shirt and then to her. Gripping her arm before she could get away, he growled to her. Hayden! We have to talk. I don't know if you get off disrespecting me or what, but this has to stop. I have to work with you, I don't like it. You obviously don't like it. I am trying to reach a compromise. I sent you the sketches of the approved dresses, you were supposed to design a make up and skin care around it. But it looks as if you just went the opposite of what I was going for! Everyone was in my office brainstorming about the ideas and you were not there. I called you, I sent Francis after you, I don't know what you want me to do. He growled taking off his shirt. He couldn't take it any more. He tossed his shirt into the sink. It was ruined. Leaning, he was muscled and had a tattoo of some ancient script down his ribs. Look, Hayden, I am trying, but you have to work with me. I need you, to take the models, create a new make up style, and work with me. Please! Roger looked at Hayden. He was aware that he could just reach into Hayden's vapid mind, switch a few things around, and she would be eating out of his hand, but he had given that up a long time ago. Back when he realized he had a problem. Had to drink blood. He looked at her with his blue eyes and he frowned. What do you say, can we be partners? Roger hated asking, but he needed it. Her cooperation.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Hayden's face flushed when he took his shirt off and she simply turned to pretend as if she were fixing her shirt- or something. Fuck. Why did he actually have to be good looking? She was mad at him. Beyond mad at him. I don't get off with any part of you, really. She snapped and then looked at him. Your suggestion? Naturals? Really? The dresses are already a faded mess as it is. Did you really just want to mute the attire. The colors add depth to the photos and might even make this photoshoot look like a fashion magazine instead of some Kholes flyer. She said to him. Okay, she was bickering. But still. Hayden certainly wasn't one to be controlled. She set the empty mug into the sink and turned to look at him, leaning her weight onto one foot as she leaned against the counter. It was almost a 'are you kidding me' type of snarl. We've tried this whole working together thing, it doesn't work. I'll do my job, and you do your job. In the meantime, stop trying to control my department. She said to him. Besides, the makeup was already approved by the editor. She's in love with it. Her heart was racing. Maybe it was because he was shirtless, or that she was already irritated by him, or the entire situation had her entirely flustered- For god's sake, and mine, please put your shirt back on. She said to him as she then saw Nancy walk back into the break room. The older lady certainly had no shame in showing how appealing Roger was to her. Her face was totally red. Oh... wow... sorry for me to... interrupt. She tried to shrug as she reached for the sugar before looking between the two. Hayden just rolled her eyes as her phone started to ring. She pulled it out and answered it. Hayden from Skincare. She answered. She just looked at Roger and continued on with her phone conversation. Something about a new mineral powder being available for them to distribute in free samples for the magazine. She loved putting samples in the magazines. It automatically boosted the value and quality of The Bite.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Roger looked at her and shook his head. You don't get it do you? Beauty is so much more than what you wear on your face. It is what is inside. That is what I am going for in the first edition of summer. You watch Hayden, those models are going to be runny messes. Because of a bit of color, they will look like melting clowns. He shook his head and rubbed his forehead. Alright, Hayden, picture this, you are at the beach, your friends get you into the water. One of them dunks you, you think that that make up you put on your models is going to look good when you resurface? No! Inner beauty... He growled and then looked as Nancy came in and smiled. Hello, Nancy, looking beautiful as ever. He even handed her the sugar and gave her a sweet wink. No interruptions. Your fine. He said. Looking at Hayden, he growled. He smiled and then grinned. Alright Hayden, maybe I have been too hard on you. Fight fire with fire Roger, you can do it. Maybe, I can let you have the next theme. I mean it is only fair. Get Natasha to approve a theme, you do the make up. I mean it is only fair since Francis and I have been doing themes since your hiring. You want to play with the big boys? Well, show what you got. Roger smiled and then sent an email to Natasha, the senior editor. Nodding to Hayden, he turned and walked out. Already, the photographer was shouting for make up to be redone. Roger sat down and rubbed his head. Calling on his own cell phone, he had a shirt brought down and he pulled it on and leaned back watching the rest of the shoot.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Hayden told the person on the other line that she'd call them right back as Roger continued to interrupt her. Inner beauty...? It almost spat out of Hayden's mouth. Inner beauty wrapped up in a 700 dress? I think you're mistaken as to what inner beauty is. She said to him and glanced down when he wanted to exchange themes. There was a long moment of silence between the two as Hayden thought about this. She even bit her lip, thinking. She hated giving in. Whatever. Fine. But I don't want the next theme, I want to do the Halloween theme coming up. All of it. She said to him, crossing her arms. Yea, the Halloween theme was a big one. And for once, she'd love to have a photoshoot without them arguing- especially a larger one. No protesting. She said, raising a finger warningly. She took in a steady breath as she looked at Roger. She was still pissed that the man was going to get his way, but she'd certainly have a kickass idea for the Halloween layout Vampires She's been wanting to do the Halloween theme for years since she's been working here. I'll go write off the dark colors and change them to pansy-pastel-flushed-out inner beauty, then. She said, grabbing his shirt from the sink and pushing it to his chest as she walked around him. I'll head downstairs right now and fix the photoshoot myself. She said before he could get another word in. God, she hated him. Everything about him. His sly attitude. The way he smiled and poised himself as such. Ugh. It sickened her. In the goose-bumps, hate-that-he's-so-attractive, why-was-he-better-than-her kind of way.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Thank you Hayden. Of course, the Halloween shoot. He swallowed and looked at her. Wondering what she wanted. He smiled seeing the models come out in lip glosses skin tones and pristine skin. He looked at her and smiled. Winking at her. When he saw that everything was good, he said goodbye to Francis. He walked to Hayden and gripped her shoulder. Have fun with Halloween, let me know if there is anything I can do to help. With a smile, he turned and walked out. God he needed blood. Blood fast. He leaned against his jaguar steering wheel gripping his head. He felt his heart racing. He had to curb his appetite. Starting the car, he drove home. His sister, Rochelle, worked as a doctor in a nearby hospital. She scrounged bagged blood and he walked into their impressive house and he sat down grabbing a bag of blood. He drank it straight from the bag and shut his eyes. Only curious as to what he would find tomorrow. Getting out of his car, he walked ot his office. He was dressed in black pants and a black loose shirt. His sunglasses were on. Sitting in his chair, he stretched out and listened to his messages.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Ew. It was almost sickening when they were actually getting along. The photoshoot wasn't horrible. At least the girls did look good, and there was peace restored once again. She was now very excited about the Halloween shoot. It had to be gore, but glamorous. She wanted it to be sexy but cunning and what better theme to use than vampires? It was all in the books, but definitely a favorite of high fashion. She could definitely work with this. Hayden lived with her roommate from college in a flat near the city. It was merely a seven minute drive from the office, so it was perfect. There was an industrial but open floorplan. She walked in and immediately took off her blazer and poured herself a glass of wine and sat down on her sofa with her laptop in her lap as she briefed herself on the latest news. This was how Hayden spent her evenings. After a few moments she looked at her phone and hesitantly dialed Roger's number. Yea, she was actually calling him this time! Strange. But it had to be done. She had so many things she wanted to get done before the official Halloween shoot. He didn't answer. She rolled her eyes. And he can get so defensive when Hayden wasn't able to answer. But when the answering machine stopped- she froze. Why was she calling? 'Oh! Hi... um... this is Hayden.' She winced, god, why was this so difficult. 'I came up with a brilliant theme for the Halloween photoshoot and I need you to find sexy, slimming, dark dresses. We might even showcase a male as well. I think the perfect theme would be vampires. I mean, I know it's a fantasy thing- but it certainly beats last years hideous pumpkin theme.' She was rambling. She shook her head and cleared her throat. 'Anyways, just aiming for a more sexy, edgy, and maybe even gore-ish approach. Cunning. Something this magazine hasn't seen in a while.' Especially this being The Bite magazine. It fit perfectly. 'So yea... just- let me know when you find the right attire and whatnot. 'Til then... bye!' She sighed as she hung up the phone and put her face into her hand, not even sure how long that message was. Ugh. He was so difficult to talk to- even over an answering machine. She set her phone aside as her roommate entered the house. The two of them talked and chit-chatted about the day and how things went at her photoshoot. Wasn't long until Hayden was heading to bed, and dreading whatever issues were going to pop up at work tomorrow.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Roger heard this and smiled. Hayden. Leaning back, he thought of Hayden in sexy lingerie type of dresses. And him, as the big bad vampire. Looming over her, kissing her neck. Having her body arch up in pleasure. Begging him to bite her. Would he be strong? Would he sink down? Would he give into desire. Then he smiled. Natasha came up with the pumpkin theme. He hung up. Grabbing his sketch book, and some swatches, he walked to Haydens office. He knocked on her office door waiting. He had stopped by the little kitchen nook and made her the coffee like she liked. Yes, he found her so adorable. He watched her from the shadows when she was an intern. Too shy to come out and talk to her. Too afraid of what he was, what he could do. But now, gah! Why did he care!!?! This girl was a spoiled brat and the only way that he had got her to work together with him, was to give her some control. Well, in his experience, when a man relented control to a woman, especially in bed, he was always pleasantly suprised. He shook the thoughts out of his head and smiled. Walking in, he set her coffee mug down with the coffee the way she liked. He set his own tea down and smiled. Alright, Hayden, got your message last night. Sorry, I love that you love to get a jump on things. So, I was curious, did you have any other ideas than a black simming dress. Do you want to maybe go vintage, or simple cocktail dresses. He looked up and smiled. He began to sketch ideas and handed her a book of the things that he had done. Hayden would see that Roger loved to work with a models form and figure rather than make a dress that looked like a bag on her. For a shoot one time, he even used plus sized models that were volumptuous and sexy and had a great attitude. That one, he had used colors and styles that were bold and proud and made the models look sexy.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Hayden was typing up a reply to an email from another department when she heard the knock from Roger. She was ready to tell him that she was busy out of habit, until he set down the coffee. It took her a moment to look between him and the coffee- in slight confusion. He made her coffee? She tapped her fingers lightly on her keyboard, not entirely sure what was going on. Today she was just in a grey dress that was casual but fit her figure. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail and there was a faint shade of light pink lip gloss on her lips. Blue eyes looked up from the coffee to Roger. You made me coffee? It was almost a hesitant question. As if she were expecting something to be wrong with it. Did he spit in it? Was there something spicy in it? She carefully picked up the cup and smelled it, then took a sip. Mm... nope. Nothing wrong. He paid attention to her making coffee? Why was this such a shock to her? She let him have his way- he was kissing her ass. She sat there, still a little in shock. Wait... he wasn't yelling for her, he wasn't arguing, he was actually into this? This theme? She thought he hated the dark colors. She was doing this to get payback with him, and it was even aggravating her more that it wasn't effecting him. Maybe it was. He was hard to read. I want sexy with a hint of old-fashioned charm. Cocktail dress isn't going to do it for me. I'm thinking about re-inventing Halloween. Lace, sheer fabrics, maybe even some deep plums- but the focus pieces being blood red. Maybe we can finally find a spot to showcase that one designer's handbag. Looked hideous, but I think that paired with something like this... She said as a finger reached over to one of his swatches of a darker, sexier gown. It probably could've been lingerie. Victorian modest manner meets California exotics- or something like that. She said, shrugging it off as she sat back into her chair with her coffee- still impressed with how he got it right. Or at least, it tasted right. When I think of the mythical legend of vampires, I think strength, cunning, seductive- all of the above just flourished into one, flawless body. The perfectly cursed. She explained further before digging into her drawer and pulling out an older magazine. And I have this really cool website that I've found- She said, turning the computer screen towards him. They make fake fangs that look like real teeth. They're subtle, but classy and add to that whole... sexiness. She said with a small smirk as she then looked at him. You think I'm crazy. For whatever reason, his facial expression seemed amused. She wasn't sure as to why- but it might have been just him making fun of her in his head. At least it was in his head. Were they actually getting along and talking about swatches and ideas?
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Roger smiled and came in seeing ehr look. It was the look that a mouse had before it took a bite from the cheese on the trap. Right before the slap and death. But Roger wanted to try. He hated dreading his work. It was his joy in his life. Maybe they were using the wrong words, wrong tones, wrong everything. Yes Hayden, I make coffee for those that I work closely to. He smiled seeing that she was going for a natural shade. Those pink glossy lips. He wanted to grip that ponytail, lean her head back and sink his lips into hers. Tasting that sensuality. He smiled adn moved over and sat down. He canted his head and then nodded. Good choice. Cocktail dresses are not it. Old fashioned I love. I like the idea of lace and sheef fabrics. But, go with me on this. We leave little shocks of red. Like. He began to flick through swatches of cloth and held up a red silky cloth. Just little touches of red. Like the promise of sex hidden in danger. Hold on. He was inspired. He brought out his box of colored pencils and began to excitedly sketch out a dress that was short in front but had a long tail. It was done in gossamers and lace. But at the breast reaching to the hips was a corset and the corest was black leather with an overlay of red. The boots reaching up were dominatrix, but sexy. He turned it to show her. Like this. Not too much red. Dark colors. Like your blacks and plums and maybe even a midnight blue. He smiled adn then looked at her and nodded. We could even look for models with naturally long incisors. I also loved your idea of maybe a few male models. We could make like a pair outfit. Like the same color theme but for a male and female. He looked down pulling out dark blues, purples, black, there was even a color that was dark dark red. He smiled adn looked up. Maybe a pure bright red. The recurring theme. He smiled and looked at her and saw her look. No, I think you are genious. Back when I joined the magazine, it was all gothic romantic. But now we try to make it modern, but thats what my last outfits were trying to be. Gothic-victorian meets summer. All the summer pictures from Victorian times, the girls weren't painted up. He was instantly awash with being a young boy. Romancing his girl under a Victorian sun. Laughing. Making love on a secluded beach. Promising. Promises never kept. He swallowed remembering how his heart twisted and broke as he watched his girl, grow old, have babies, love another man, and ultimately in a box being lowered into teh ground. He swallowed hard coloring in the latest dress idea.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

There was a sincere smile on Hayden's face. What was this? Whatever it was, she liked it. No arguing, no bickering, no coffee-spilling. It was fantastic. We should agree more often. She said lightly before taking another sip of her coffee and leaning in to see the different sketches that he was coming up with. Promise of sex? Why did this intrigue her? Yea, shocks of red! Exactly. She said, liking the silk red. She watched him color in the sketch and a small, satisfied smile creased onto her lips as she then looked at him. He looked strange- or tensed. She put her fingers lightly on his arm. Are you okay? It was strange. Touching him. Something was different and her fingers quickly retracted. She felt like she had overstepped her boundary- or, their boundary. It wasn't like they were all of a suddenly friends. She just shook her head. Sorry. She said, giving a light laugh as if she really were crazy. Maybe she was. Roger made her crazy. On many various levels. You're getting in touch with your inner vampire. She joked, trying to play it off. I like it. Okay, so it was a compliment. So what? She was allowed to compliment people. It was nice that they were both enthusiastic about this topic at the same time. Different, but certainly a nice change.
Thread: The Bite Magazine (Barbie x Loneiysong)

Perfect. He smiled and then looked down. He tore off the sketch and handed it to her so she could work on one of the make up palletes. He looked over and then swallowed. His stomach was twisting. He was drowning in his sorrow, no way out, but then, her touch. It felt as if a part of him was trying to repair itself. Like genuinely rejuvinate. She was doing it. Her touch. Looking at her, he blushed and chuckled. He nodded. Yea, um..perfect. Roger said and looked into her eyes. No one made him feel so alive again. He then began working on some simple slacks for men and a beautiful casual black button down shirt with shocks of red running through. He made her countless other dresses, all elegant with some sort of corset or a belt with red. One had a red ribbon woven into the waistline to create a bow at the back that served as a long train. That was the going theme in the sketches, something billowy and mysterious. Wether it was sleeves, skirts, or evern a collar. He smiled and after they had made enough sketches, he looked at her and leaned back and looekd at his watch. I should go to the wardrobe to get started, um, hey, crazy question, what are you doing for dinner later? Roger looked at her. He didn't want to go too fast. He just, knew that when he felt like this, he shouldn't ignore it and hope it went away. He wanted her.