⠀𓏬 nightclub

@james supamongkon ᴷᶦᵗᵗʸᴶᵃᵐᵉˢ Net listened to the other ramble finding it quite adorable, the thought surprised him since he didnt think of someone he just met that way. It clicked in his mind that he was the model the other was taking about. He wondered if he should let the other know. "If it makes any difference, i would say the model quite liked your designs. It was something that was unique from the ones he has tried before and i would have to say, the clothes makes the model shine too. People might not realise it now, but i am pretty sure they will realise it soon." He wasnt just saying to get on the good books. Net genuinely believed the designs were good. He would not have agreed so easily to be one of the models if he didnt believe in it. It usually took him longer to decide but this time, it had just taken one look and he had readily agreed.

@net siraphop manithikhun ᵀⁱᵍᵉʳᴺᵉᵗ James raised an eyebrow when the elder sat down he scuffed a bit, then he drank abit of his wine as he smirk to himself a bit when the elder introduce himself. James didn't know him, but he seem familiar, the younger gave in as he looked at him with his cat soft eyes "..My name is James Supamongkon...I'm the designer for the fashion show that got no support" he scuffed lower as he drop a news print "Apparently a new model is more catchy than my designs.....It took me months to make them, a lot of late nights and I didn't get one single compliment" he frown a bit "Everyone was paying more attention to the model than my clothes....I guess he stole the show" he spoke as he drank his wine crossing his legs. He wasn't mad at the model, he was mad no one cared for his hard work, and his boss calling him useless when he had pour his soul out for the designs "I guess I should just quit and become a floweriest like my mother wanted" he sighed a bit then he drank wine to not think about it.

@james supamongkon ᴷᶦᵗᵗʸᴶᵃᵐᵉˢ "Oops. Sorry about that. Didnt mean to but my eyes happen to catch a glimpse of it" He gave a smile as he said so and pulled out the chair across the other before taking a seat. So he was the one the party was organised for. He thought in his mind. Net was usually invited to a lot of parties so majority of the time, he didnt know who it was for. "Your face doesnt look happy though." He pointed out the obvious. Taking a sip of the wine, he gave another smile. "I was invited. And i dont think you know me judging by your reaction. I am Net" He introduced himself and waited for the other to do the same, certainly curious to know his name. There was something about the other that made him want to know more. He didnt notice the stares directed towards them, having been too used to it. His focus was entirely on the one before him, whose name he had yet to know.

@net siraphop manithikhun ᵀⁱᵍᵉʳᴺᵉᵗ James was looking at his design a bit annoyed at this point, he kept getting emails from his boss angry with him. Since he didn't make the cut off for designs he was about to be fired for no reason. He sighed a bit looking at the news as he raised an eyebrow when he felt someone close, then he heard the male speak and he looked at him still with his eyebrow raised "It's rude to look at other people devices" he blurred out in a bad mood. He put his tablet away, then he cross his legs and got his wine glass as he drank a bit from it looking at the glass "To answer your question, yes I am a designer. This party is for my 'successful' show" he scuffed a bit. He wasn't mad at the person, he was annoyed at the whole situation as he looked at the elder now and he raised an eyebrow a bit more. He was handsome, the way he looked he seem confident an a bit cocky, but he ignored it. He looked at his figure a bit, since he saw he was wearing designer clothes and then he looked at him curiously ".....This is a private party...do I know you?" he asked quite curiously, he had never spoken to this handsome man before, and he would remember that face. He notice a bunch of people around them starring, he though it was a bit odd they would stare at him, but then again there was a handsome man in front of him. Maybe he was another designer, or maybe a model. He was confused on why they were starring at him, but then it hit him, no one ever went directly to him to talk, so people that work with him were in shock the man in front of him came to talk to him alone. That intrigued the younger as he drank a bit f wine, his cat eyes looking at him, he didn't offered no smile, since he loved playing hard to get, especially to strangers.

@james supamongkon ᴷᶦᵗᵗʸᴶᵃᵐᵉˢ Net enjoyed the attention, the spotlight. Everytime he was part of any show, he stole the limelight and everyone would be talking about him for days. It gave him a sense of satisfaction, a to his ego. To be acknowledged for what he was good at. He had struggled a bit in the past but it all seemed like a bad dream now that he thought about it. He was successful now. Every major designer wanted him as the showstopper, even the ones who had rejected him once upon a time. Sometimes he had the urge to give it back to them, to reject them but he loved what he did and he would agree if he thought the designs were great irrespective of who approaced him. He liked to keep his personal feelings away from his professional life. It was yet another random party at a club and he had people around him but this time he felt a little drained and didnt feel like being around to socialise. Using the drink as an excuse, he moved to the bar and ordered himself a glass of wine. Tapping his hand, he looked around before his eyes landed on someone. It was probably the way the other looked upset, the loud music blaring around as he sat there in the crowd of happy people that Net found himself moving towards him, the glass of wine in his hand. He saw the designs on the tablet which further fueled his curiousity. "Are you a designer? " The question left his mouth before he could think, surprising himself in the process but he quickly regained his composure.

@net siraphop manithikhun ᵀⁱᵍᵉʳᴺᵉᵗ James had just finished a fashion show, he was drained. It took him two weeks to plan the show, and on top of that made sure that the models were fabulous of the event. After the show was done, James got a lot of praised from coworkers, but not from his boss nor the other fashion designers. In fact they told him his designs are amazing, but he was 'plaine' that irritated his soul. James was one of the most beautiful and extra designers in his building, when they call him that he scuffed them and walked away. He boss called him and texted him, but the younger was in no mood to fight at all. He went to a club to 'celebrate' but he was upset, he work on does designs for months, and no one even commented on them. When he read online reviews all of them were focus on the models, and one stood out the most, but James look for comments o his designs and no one said a thing, it hurt his pride. He sat down on the table, looking at his design in his tablet "....Where did I go wrong?" he ask himself as he drank a bit of whiskey.