Of course!

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A couple of months had passed since the incident at the airport, and Matt, mostly, couldn't have been happier. He was grateful every single day that he decided to stay with Trixie instead of going back, no matter how many times his father called and yelled at him about his 'bad decisions' or anything along those lines, knowing that if he had ended back up there he would be ten times unhappier than now.
Matt sat and looked around the room that him and Trixie had been put into, watching as the lights on the insanely high ceiling flickered a little. He averted his gaze back to Trixie with a smile, his heart racing slightly. Strangely, the two had been picked up by 'scouts' in a medium-sized modelling agency, simply when they were just..walking through town. And whilst Matt was completely fine with it regardless of the shit he had talked about models, it felt strangely familiar. Like they had both been there before. They were about a week or so into it, and currently waiting on the basic results of whether they were either wanted to stay in the agency, or not.

Trixie hadn't found anything that could've made her life better in the past months besides just... being with Matt. She still felt waves of guilt- they were frequent, in fact. But they slowly faded, especially when she could tell he was genuinely happy, being with her.

Trixie was gently tapping her foot against the floor, her fingers laced with Matt's as she stared straight ahead. The anxiety was running high, and she felt overly-nervous about the whole thing. She glanced at Matt as he looked at her, returning the smile nervously. On top of the sense eof anxiety, she had a strong sense eof Deja vu about the whole situation. It just felt... familair.

Matt knew a fair bit about modelling agencies purely from being around stuff like that when he lived in Italy, but it was safe to say his memory had been slightly wiped due to the accident and the fact he hadn't been back there for quite a while. He looked at Trixie with a smile, moving his hair out his eyes slightly. "So you reckon you'll get accepted?" he asked softly, his eyes scanning everyone either rushing or traipsing around the large white building. They both had a good chance of being accepted, sure. Bit it was still incredibly nerve wracking to think about, especially being sat in a large, pretty much empty room with nothing else to focus on.

"Pffft, no. I don't look half as good as any model I've ever seen. They only took me in because I was standing beside you." Trixie said lightly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "I bet you'll make it in. I'm sure of it, actually." She said lightly, shifting anxiously.

Matt frowned, shifting his position on the chair to look at Trixie closer. "well that's obviously not true" he said with a smile, fiddling with his rings. "And i'm sure you will." he spoke, though he was cut off by someone handing him two letters. He closed his eyes for a split second, then looked back up at Trixie. "do you want me to tell you or give you your letter?" he asked, looking down at the two pieces of paper.

Trixie rolled her eyes. "You're only saying that because you're my boyfriend." She said lightly, but she was grateful nonetheless. She blinked as he was delivered two letters, tilting her head and shaking her hands nervously. "Uhm- you read it. Wait, a kiss, and then you open the letters." She nodded, reaching across the arm rest and pulling him into a kiss.

"I'd say the same thing if i had never spoken to you before, Trixie" Matt said with a small laugh, following with a nod to acknowledge what she had said. He was about to look down at the paper when a kiss was pressed to his lips, and he complied with passion, though he had to be careful to stop himself realising they were still sat on a room full of people. He eventually looked down at the letter with Trixies name, looking back up at her with a mock solemn face. "I told you I knew" he said with a smile. "You were accepted. We both were" he said, sitting back after he had finished speaking to scan the rest. It was all "this is the schedule, this is what you'll be doing" and everything that they could go over at some other point.

Trixie rolled her eyes at him, pressing eagerly into him as he reciprocated her kiss passionately. She had to blink a few times to get her bearings after he pulled away, shaking her head and watching him anxiously. She didn't say anything as he spoke, only brightening once the actual news came of his mouth. "Really? That's great! I can't believe it." She grinned, pressing another kiss to his lips and then settling back to read the schedule eagerly.

Matt nodded with a smile, though the nerves were taking over slightly. They only had the rest of that day to really prepare, it pretty much started tomorrow. Though they had been 'practising' the whole week since they had been picked up, so it couldn't be that bad. "We start tomorrow so we've got the rest of the day to do whatever. What do you wanna do?" he asked, keeping an arm round Trixie. "We could either go and get something to eat or just go back to mine? I don't mind" he added, giving her a small kiss.

Trixie pressed into his arm, still looking over her schedule in slight disbelief. "Let's head back to yours." She nodded, pressing into his kiss and laying a hand gently on his cheek as she did so.