Now with 50% more umph. Short introductory chapter.
"Beautifully executed, Miss Deer."
Martini stood and silently curtsied as her instructor applauded her performance and continued to shower her in praise. "I do believe your next recital shall undoubtedly be your best yet. You are, however, dismissed for the time being. Until next time, Mademoiselle Martini."
"Thank you, Lawrence. Adieu." She quietly responded. Martini then retrieved her purse from the side table before exiting thought the rather large glass door, which was currently being held open by one of her black-clad personal body guards. Through the pristine marble halls she gracefully ambled, past the held-open front door and out to her awaiting pearl white limousine, where she was comfortably seated. The vehicle stood at its current location, as a new one hadn't been given by the young lady inside.
From the backseat, she gave a tensed sigh before rolling her tensed shoulders. She then slowly reached into her designer purse and grabbed her cellphone. She stared at it, mind full of thoughts as her gloved hand rested on its blackened screen. She winced, then hesitantly unlocked it, exhaling the breath she didn't realize she was holding. She pulled up the dial tab and begun to dial a number that was all too familiar to her. It wasn't saved in her contacts for quite obvious reasons, being that she wouldn't know how anyone would react if they knew... As the ringing sounded distant to her, she pressed a button and rolled up the diving window in front of her to give her some privacy. Once it was up all the way, it'd run about three times, and now that her attention was back to the heart-pounding sound, she swallowed. Hard. A bead of sweat found its way down her smooth, peachy cheek as her breathing got shallow and she felt the atmosphere around her feel thicker than ever. One would think that she would be used to doing this. Oh no. Far from it. Each time was a far different experience that left her near breathless from the sheer fear of-
"Hello?" A deep male sounding voice responded.
"I...I need you. T-Tonight." Martini choked out in what could be described as a whisper. The voice on the other end gave an irritated groan.
"I'm not doin' that anymore. I'm a changed man, Martini. Find someone else and lose my number."
And before she could give a rebuttal, she could hear the sound of the call ending without removing the phone from her ear. It took a few moments for her to register what happened before she erased the call log and placed her phone back into the back from whence it came. She rolled the dividing window back down, revealing two large men in black suits and one matronly looking female squid, seeming to be not much older than Martini. She cleared her throat, earning their attention before she addressed them.
"Nadine."
"Yes, Miss Deer."
"Kindly cancel my plans for today. Do tell them that I am not feeling too well."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything else I can do for you, milady?"
Martini paused before giving a hushed sigh. "...Yes, I would love to visit the cafe, if you please."
"As you wish, Milady."
And with that, the limousine had finally left the building's parking lot and drove off with Martini looking through the tinted window with an uncharacteristically somber expression.
(A/N Time!)
I'd like to introduce to you one of the Deer sisters, Martini! You'll learn more about her in the future, but for now, I hope you'll enjoy this short story about a very bad habit she has. Thank you all for reading!