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drabble: sample size
*P walks in carrying a large package and sits down on the bed...A watches warily from the couch*
P: Suniye, a really good contract proposal came for you, they sent these samples to try before the photo shoot.
A: Eyy Mogambo I did not agree to any photo shoot.
P: You don't have to agree, it's a brand extension and I own your brand, bas.
A: 😳 One of these days Mogambo you're going to get eaten by your own pride. Chalo fine what are these samples?
P: *opens box and takes out scraps of nylon and spandex...that is, high end designer men's swimwear...dangles one from her finger and holds it out to him, smirking*
A: 😲 MOGAMBO I AM NOT AN UNDERWEAR MODEL WHAT IS THIS
P: This is your next 10 crore ticket, sorry, my next ten crore ticket. Go put it on so we can make sure they have the right size for the shoot.
A: I will not model such indecency and you can't make me.
P: It's a SWIMSUIT, and I know for a fact you have five like this in your drawer, probably wore them on vacation with that useless fiancee of yours once upon a time, hmm?
A: You've been going through my drawers! Mogambo this is really the limit!
P: They are actually my drawers and anyway you're wasting time. Go try this red one on and come out so I can see how it looks.
A: Nope.
P: That was not a request, that was an assignment from your boss.
A: It's a swimsuit. It's one size fits all.
P: Don't be difficult Rockstar.
A: You have no right to see me almost nude. You're my boss, that's actually harassment.
P: One, modelling is part of your brand work. Two, I've already seen you almost nude I don't know how many times, especially that time I saved your life remember?
A: That wasn't you Mogambo that was Fuggy.
P: Same. Eyes.
A: One of these days Mogambo you're going to get eaten by your own lies. Fine I'll try it on, but turn Fuggy's head the other way, she can't see me like that, it will embarrass her.
P: Didn't you say I couldn't touch your doll?
A: Just do it Mogambo! *snatches the red speedo and stalks off to the closet*
P: *gently turns Doll-Fuggy to face the other way and smiles at A's cuteness*
A: *struts out with his hands on his hips* Actually this is pretty nice. Did you say they're paying ten crores for this shoot?
P: *eyes widen* *gulps* *realizes that she was not prepared for the sight of rockstar in speedo* *wonders if she's going to faint* *clutches Dolly-Fuggy for comfort, making sure to hide Doll-Fuggy's face against her chest*
A: Eyy Mogambo I did not say you could cuddle Fuggy!! *snatches Doll-Fuggy away and sets her back on the bed* *starts to parade in front of his mirror* *murmuring to self* Not bad Abhi...still got it hehe *flexes bicep* *flexes pecs* *flexes six-pack*
P: *watches in disbelief* Did you - did you just - I did not know that was possible!!
A: *blushes because he forgot Mogambo was watching him* *clears his throat* Didn't know what was possible? That I am this criminally gorgeous under my clothes? Well now why should you know that Mogambo, that's really none of your business.
P: I - you - your body is my business! You are my business! And - and can you do that thing with your stomach again?! ☺️
A: *Turns to face her with his hands on hips and rolls his six pack again* This thing?
P: Mm..hmm. *sits back on the bed and watches him dreamily with her head on her hands *
A: *thinks it's kind of cute how Mogambo is so easily distracted by his six pack...almost like Fuggy, if Fuggy had ever been able to look at him shirtless instead of snapping her head away...remembers that Mogambo is not Fuggy and abruptly stops his show* *bends to pick up the other samples* I suppose you're going to tell me I have to try all of these on now?
P: *dazed* Huh? Oh...what...no. I mean, you can just wear them at the shoot. Although I'm not really sure...maybe we shouldn't have a shoot.
A: Why not? What about your ten crores?
P: *shrugs* I don't have to explain my business decisions to you. Anyway you can keep the samples, I am...I am going to...take a shower.
A: Mogambo it's ten pm, why would you -
P: BYE. *hurries into closet*
A: *thinks about the mysterious Mogambo as he puts away his new swimwear*
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