Jill walked down the aisle in her underwear, the fan blowing her hair backwards. She did her poses, smiling for the camera. As she turned away, she rolled her eyes. She went back behind stage, drinking her waterbottle.

Flash slid from a corner,his laser green eyes,his pretty long black hair fell a little over his fae,he snuck up to Jill,smiling. A mischevious glint in his eyes,"Hey. I'm Flash."

She turned, "Jill. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go change into option number . . ." She looked at the clipboard on her vanity, "12." She grabbed a box labled "12" from the pile.

He laughed,"Number twelve huh? If I could get you out of here.." He glanced around.

She stopped, "I'm listening . . ."

He gave a chuckle,"Follow me." He crept back into the shadows and grabbed her hand,still not to be seen as the dim light.

She followed him, placing the box on the pile. She was payed in advance, and shed just work overtime next week.

He pointed towards a dark hole in the wall. "It's hard to see in,so just follow me,you'll have to bend down,so keep a hand on me." He smiled gingerly and innocently,starting to crawl in the small tunnel.

She followed, hand on his back. "Anything to get out of this death-hole for once."

He laughed,"Mhm. Sure. My job requires spying and swords." He led them into the open,smiling. He pulled her up,looking her up and down. "Ehh." He pulled her to the side of a few passerbyes,"Here." He pulled off his shirt and handed it to her.

"Thanks."

He scoffed,trying to keep from laughing. "Mhm. No problem."

"Another reason I hate my job."

He looked up,"Because some retard wants to see your breasts?" He laughed,then smiled.

"Not one, a lot. And its frickin cold!" She laughed.

"Still cold?" He pulled her in his arms,comfortingly.

"Not as cold."

He smiled,"Doesn't that rank up the bills?"

She smiled, "So long as Im not the one paying them."

He laughed,"MMhm. Freezing your boobs off as they say it."

She smiled, 'I can pick up my clothes tomorrow.

He smirked,"So I guess your stuck in guy's clothes unless you'd like to stay around the house all day."

She laughed, "I guess I am."

"Comon." He pushed her gently forward.

"Yes?"