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Weiss was taken to the agency’s salon in preparation for the press conference. While not particularly new to dressing up, Weiss found that her appearance changed dramatically. Glitter eye-shadows and fake eyelashes adorned her eyes, and her lips in a subtle pink matte lipstick. She is in a light yellow cocktail backless dress, with a low neckline, and white pair of heels. Her hair was up in a side ponytail, and bangs on either side of her face.
In turn, Yang was wearing a matching yellow dress shirt tucked neatly inside casual blue jeans. Her face has a light touch of make-up as always.
Weiss stepped out of the door to Yang leaning backwards into a wall with eyes closed. When said eyes opened to her presence, the look of shock on her fiancée's face was something she was not prepared for. Yang’s mouth hung open as she stared Weiss from head to toe, and then back.
“Is..is there something wrong with how I look?”, Weiss asked her.
The blonde then tore away her eyes from further ogling her fiancée. She cleared her throat and whispered “It’s like a whole other person transformed in front of me.”
Neptune, who watched the pair meet, added, “Why, I think she looks nice!”
Weiss smiled at that and it eased her anxiousness.
Yang was the first to walk through the now opened door to the conference stage. Weiss, who was not used to the amount of flashing lights that greeted them, was briefly taken aback, and paused on the spot. The blonde looked back then, and motioned to come take her hand. Weiss slowly reached out and was held by Yang as they walked through the door together.
With all the looming anxiety, Weiss forgot to breathe momentarily as she walked, and tripped on one of her heels sideways. Luckily, Yang was still holding her hand and quickly caught her before she stumbled down. Yang smiled that million-dollar smile as if to wordlessly say, you’re okay, you’re gonna be fine, and Weiss is finding her heart beating so much faster than before.
Was that a glimpse of what it was like to be truly cared for by this person?
In a minute, the pair was seated at the conference stage. Numerous reporters, some who were also at the launch party, are infront of them.
Question 1 : Rumors said you first met in a plane, could you elaborate on that for us?
Yang grinned and chuckled, and as if with practiced grace, told the crowd. “That is correct. We were seated right next to each other, fate is funny isn't it? I sensed that she was very anxious. I asked her if it was her first time, but then she got annoyed and did not answer me.”
The room erupted in laughter, but Weiss recalled the events to be the opposite of what was just said, but she laughed softly nonetheless.
Question 2 : This question is for Weiss. Yang is adored and loved by millions of people, what do you think makes you different that she chose you?
Weiss was at a loss, why did they not rehearse their answers? She smiled and slowly said, “I..am actually not sure of that either.”
Yang chimed in to save the day, “It is adorable that she doesn’t quite realize how lovely she is.”
Weiss smiled at the reporters but turned her face to glare at Yang. Lovely? Really?
Question 3 : Why are you two marrying so soon? Is this something to cover up Yang’s numerous dating rumors?
Yang laughed. “There’s nothing like that. I just found the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, and I thought to myself, why wait? I love this woman. I want to stay by her side, make her happy all the time, and always protect her from harm.”
Weiss was shocked at the supposed truthfulness of that statement. If Yang does not act for a living, she would have believed that. She instead smiled back to the reporters, having nothing else to add.
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The next is a day of spa and pampering for Weiss.
As she was lying down in one of the massage beds, face covered in cream, she overheard two women discussing.
“It’s not fair. Yang is leagues better than her!”
“She’s not even pretty! Have you seen her short legs? They don’t look good together at all!”
Weiss rolled her eyes, the two seemed to not recognize her. She slowly stood up and left the room and immediately looked at herself in front of a full body mirror. There was no one within earshot, and she snapped, “I may not have a model’s face and body, but my legs are not short!”
With a sigh, she sat at the chair in the waiting room for her next appointment. Her gaze was downward, and just at that moment, a tall woman with amazingly beautiful long legs walked up to the spa counter.
Now that’s a model’s body.
Weiss looked up, and recognized her immediately. She is relieved to see a familiar face in this place.
“Excuse me, Miss... Blake, isn’t it? Hi! I’m Weiss.”
“Oh, hello..Weiss.”
The pair walked over to the small cafe within the spa center and sat down. Blake started the conversation, “I’m sorry I didn’t get the chance to greet you at the party. Congratulations on your engagement.”
Weiss smiled at that, “Thank you so much.”
“But how did you two meet? I was really surprised. Yang has never shown any interest in anyone, and all of this seems too sudden.”
The white-haired girl gasped and agreed, forgetting their arrangement momentarily, “Right? She is such a weirdo!”
Blake was surprised at the outburst and tilted her head in wonder “I’m..I’m sorry, did I hear you correctly?”
Weiss recognized her mistake and tried to salvage the situation. “Oh, it must be all the nerves!”, she chuckled awkwardly. “What I meant to say is that, it must be weird for someone like her to be crazy about me. I guess you could call this a miracle of love.”
Blake seemed to be at a loss, but smiled. The speaker blared at that moment : Weiss Schnee, please come to the counter
“Oh, sorry I must be going. It was nice to meet you.”
“Likewise, see you then.”