HUG ME: Love and Friendship
WHERE'S MODEL?

CHAPTER 36

"One more time, yes," Drake was feeding Joy with his porridge earlier.

Joy obeyed Drake and reopened her mouth.

Nyam Nyam...

"Well, let me get you some medicine."

While preparing a cold cure for Joy, Drake opens the window of her room to let sunlight in.

"Today, I had a magazine photo shoot. You're okay if I live alone in the house?"

Joy nodded.

"Em, but I'll ask Aunt Terra to help you see you for a while."

"Yes uncle, it's okay. Besides, I'm cured."

"Hm. Alright. Remember, if someone else comes into the house, don't open the door. Let alone that person looking suspicious, immediately call aunt Terra or aunt Lulu to accompany you."

"good. I get it."

"Yes already. I'll go first.."

"Be careful uncle..."

"Hmmm.."

As he walked towards the shoe, Drake thought of calling someone.

"Hi Tony, did the Burberry representative bring many examples of their clothes? The gift they sent me was accidentally hit by a sauce. I should how?

"Just calm. They carry many kinds of clothes. Mr. Jhon wants you to try everything."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Thank God. Then I'll leave right now" said Drake, who was talking to the shooting crew.

DOEENGG

Drake was sleeping on the couch with his face covered with a magazine. Actually, he had been waiting for his shooting schedule for about half an era.

There's Miss Claudia as her female model who's now doing a photo shoot. While Drake was sleeping, there came two crew members who might be new. They talk about the person who sleeps on the sofa without knowing who it is.

"Bad. It's hot in the weather."

"true."

One looked at Drake, "Who is he?"

"Did? I don't know where this obscure person came from? Is she one of our models?"

"I don't think so. Look at how she dresses. Really reflect a chaotic person. Where there is a Burberry model who is dressed shabby and perforated like him," said one person while sipping his coffee.

"Totally so."

"Oh yeah, by the way, that model named Drake. What handsome is he? Why did Sisil and the others feel happy when they found out she would be their model this time."

"Handsome what? The most handsome I am. Listen, he likes to poke his ears. That's dirty, isn't it? I think he's got an insider taking him in" the curly man with the broad nose made fun of Drake with pleasure.

At the time the two men were gossiping about Drake, came another man who served as an assistant makeup artist.

"You guys here? Did you guys see our male model?" ask with a gleaming hand gesture.

"No. What's she like?"

"According to rumors he's tall and handsome. Ms. Claud said she was also a boxing athlete who had a tattoo on her right arm. So he's got a nice body."

"From now on, not a single person looks like that."

The make up assistant sat down and sipped coffee from her friend's glass, "Heh? Who's sleeping that? Ck Ck Ck, everyone works he is lazy there. Quickly wake him up. Non-essential people should be banned from entering this room."

"really. Quickly drive him out."

"You just."

"Here you go, wake him up and tell him to go" said one.

As someone approached her and was about to touch her, Drake took down the magazine that covered her face. He saw both of his eyes wide open.

The person who was about to wake him up was shocked and jumped backwards.

"He's up! He's up!"

"Hoaaaheemmm..... is the photo shoot finished??" drake asked as he wriggled and spread out his hands.

The men do not know Drake, so they just gawk at him to see Drake wake up and sit facing them.

Putting down the magazine book he used earlier, Drake smiled kindly at everyone in front of him. However, the smile looked terrible to the person who mentioned that Drake was slovenly because he liked to pry ears.

As the three of them were just dumbfoundedly staring at him, Drake stepped closer and embraced them while whispering softly.

"What you've heard, Drake is a handsome guy and a boxing athlete. Most importantly, he also loved to scratch his ears! Like this," Drake exemplifies how to puck his ears while chuckling with his pangs.

GLUE

"A What....???" murmured the man curly nervous to the point of falling.

"Drakes!" call Claud from a distance.

The three men turned to Claudia while glaring in shock, then turned to look at Drake who was still smiling.

GLUE

"DRAKE???? He's our male model???" shout them in unison.

"I'm right he is, a guy who likes to pry at the ears," said the nervous curly.

Claud came and sat down beside Drake, he flinched spoiled in Drake's arm while asking, "What are you wearing this?"

"Ah, this. I don't know, this was on the chair when I came. I thought it would not hurt if I wore it for the blanket" Drake replied as he removed the skirt from his body.

HOSH.. HOSH...

A man in glasses came hurriedly and approached Drake.

"Drake, get changed. It's your turn, now" he said.

"Hmm, okay."

After knowing full well that the man they were making fun of was the real Drake or their male model, the three men had trouble swallowing their saliva. They broke out in cold sweat and became deathly pale.

"See you guys, see" Drake said, patting their shaky shoulders.

Even he still remembered to wave friendship to the three men who made fun of him earlier.

••••

Five minutes later, though,

Drake is already in the make up room. The make-up man looks like he's styling his hair.

When the makeup artist went away for a while to pick something up, someone came along and slipped behind Drake's chair.

"DRAKE!!!" the man was surprised.

"Eh bushel! Why did you come out of there?? Just startle me," Drake was surprised that he was concentrating on his phone.

"Who said that? He just made up stories and deceived you."

"Where is it?? Miss Claud told me everything," she said twinkling while twitching Drake's shoulders.

Drake felt uncomfortable with the massage that the makeup assistant gave him. He removed the fingers from his shoulders. But it still sticks back and gets more powerful.

Oops! Drake grimaced because it was really uncomfortable. He got up and made the assistant make up sit in the chair next to him.

Sitting back he muttered about Claudia, "Claudia, Claudia. Your mouth still can't keep secrets."

"Eh, it's okay, just calm down young master. I'll keep this secret just for me."

"really? What's yourname?"

"Rebecca," the makeup assistant replied with a tremendous gurgle. He is a man, but his soul is a woman.

"Then I trust you,,"

Rebecca nodded happily as she gently rubbed Drake's right arm. Since Drake had not yet worn the clothes for his shoot and was still wearing a sleeveless t-shirt, Rebecca was able to see with her own eyes, what the muscles of her model's arms were like.

Seeing that Rebecca's mouth couldn't stand it, Drake simply smiled and let the half-woman man help the make-up man in styling his hair.

SNAPSHOT

SNAPSHOT

SNAPSHOT

The luster of light produced from the photographer's camera hit Drake's body. Shimmering blinding eyes.

Because of the good results of the shots, Drake was asked to wear several kinds of clothes.

"Okay, done!" fun photographer.

"Thank you" said Drake.

Claud brought Drake a cold drink in a glass.

"For you,,"

"Coffee?"

"Yes. You like this coffee drink, right?" ask Claudia.

"Hm. Thank you." Thank you."

"Together."

Drake walked towards the waiting room again and sat down for a bit for his coffee.

"I'm glad you accepted this job. We can meet more often than we used to."

"I'm also happy to meet you. But, I'm doing this just to fill my free time."

"Ah, you're this. The heir of KS. A job like this just to fill free time??"

"No, that's not what I meant. Besides, I told you a long time ago. I'm not the heir to that group."

"Omong empty. Ever since we were a class, I've only thought of you as the sole heir to the KS group."

"No. You're wrong big time. They've got Pitt" Drake replied uninspiredly.

After giving his answer, Drake threw the empty plastic cup where his cold coffee was in the trash and stood up quickly while tidying up his clothes.

"My work here is done, then I go home first."

"Heh, wait. Eat first, yes," Claudia asked.

"alright. Just this once, I'm following you" he replied after thinking first.

•••••

Shortly after, the two of them were sitting back and enjoying the food they ordered.

In closing, Drake grabbed his pack of cigarettes and stood out from the restaurant.

"I'm gonna smoke a second. I've already paid for the food we eat, so you don't have to pay anymore" he said.

Because Drake's out, Claud's out. He follows Drake's leisurely steps towards the area for smoking.

When Drake starts lighting a cigarette with a lighter flame. Claud patted Drake's shoulder.

"You still smoke?"

"Hm. Why are you here?"

"Follow you."

"It's a smoking place, just wait in front," Drake led Claudia out.

Just as he was taking the girl out, Drake noticed Alan was with a short-haired woman.

"Dare he meet another woman right in front of my eyes?"

Actually, Drake had seen Alan with the woman before. But he did not take their picture. This time, he grabbed his phone and took the real evidence to show Luna.

"What's wrong? You don't love the guy that's dating?" Claud looked curious.

"Hm. He's my friend's boyfriend."

"Ah, infidelity does often occur in romantic relationships."

Claud noticed Drake's facial expression staring at Alan with hatred.

"I guess, you like your girlfriend who's her boyfriend, huh?"

"Eh? What are you saying?" drake replied with a soft laugh.

"No need to cover it from me. I can see clearly."

"What looks clear, huh?"

"Very."

Drake stared at Alan. Suddenly his ignorant thoughts appeared, he also moved his finger to prank the Luna fiancee.

As Drew was leaning against Alan's arm and seemingly indifferent to the people around, Drake remotely picked up a stone and flicked it right towards Alan's forehead.

BLEED IT!

"ADDDDAAWW!!!"

Alan was complaining. At that instant, he had a red color on his forehead.

"What's up, baby?"

"Someone throws my forehead with a rock," Alan crows in search of the perpetrator.

"Who is doing it? Everyone seemed to be busy with their own affairs," Drew said.

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SERIATE......