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Flower was sitting on the carpeted floor of her bedroom with the only thing illuminating her being the bright light of her sewing machine. As she surrounded herself in the sounds of cutting fabric and drama video essays she picked up her phone for a quick break from her sewing project to look at some posts from fashion vloggers. As she scrolled past pictures of cute outfits Flower aspired to recreate she found an ad from a fashion company she followed. “Hello fashionistas! Our brand is going to be hosting a fashion contest where the winner gets to be one of the designers for our brand. To sign up, click the link below.” Flower stopped scrolling and looked at the poster. ‘So Ha’. One of the biggest fashion brands in all of Goiky. She clicked the link and answered the questions in the Google forum. A basic interview she got through in 8 minutes. After pressing the submit button she put her video back on and kept sewing until morning.
When she woke up she checked her phone and got an email from the company. With confidence she checked the email expecting to be greeted with an invitation to the event. When she checked, her expectations were met perfectly as she was told in the email to come to a warehouse around 20 minutes away in a couple of days. As she exited the app in satisfaction, she started packing up her sewing kit in fear of being unprepared for the ‘contest’. Flower HAD to win. Not for some sort of deep reason. She just really wanted to win and get in. A job is a job after all. And seeing all of their dumb faces turn into frowns of disappointment as she relished in victory sounded great to her.
She grabbed her sewing machine and kit full of needles and thread. And placed them next to each other on her desk next to her bed where she was going to later pack into her car. When the day came, Flower grabbed her sewing kit in a slow walk to her car and made her way to the warehouse as if there was no time limit. When she made it there she saw a bunch of other cars parked in the lot. As she got out of her car she got approached by a girl with short purple hair that curled outward at the ends.
“Hello. I suppose you're one of the people competing.” The girl said in a somewhat condescending tone. Flower didn't expect anyone to actually approach her. And frankly, she wanted nothing to do with these people. “Yeah. What about it??” Flower said as she kept walking to the building. With her sewing things. The girl looked away for a second and just kept walking, muttering to herself. Flower noticed that these people didn't have anything in their hands. She opened the door to the warehouse and saw as THE puffball speaker box was right in front of her. She was known for her genius designs and beautiful dresses. Flower was kind of shocked to be able to see her in person. Before she could ask them where to go. She spotted someone she recognised. Match.
Match was in the same fashion school as flower and was the best in her class. If anyone she knew would get the job. It would be match. No one is able to match THE match. Flower stared at match as she thought.. Maybe if she can't win normally.. She could play a little dirty. Keeping that thought tucked away, she kept making her way through the warehouse until she made it to a group of stations that resembled cooking stations you’d find in cooking or baking shows if they were made for seamstresses.
As she slowly approached the speaker box she saw that the tables had card name tags placed in the middle of the table. While walking through the stations looking for hers, she noticed that the tables did have sewing machines and everything in her sewing kit. Rude to not tell her! She slammed her sewing kit on her table and placed her sewing kit on top of it nicer. That sewing machine cost a lot of money she wasn't willing to spend on another one. After she put her stuff together, A girl jogged up to flower with a concerned look.
"Are you ok? I heard a crash!" flower looked her in the face. "not anymore ugly." the persons concerned look changed slightly as she replied, "oh ok. I'm book by the way in case your attitude changes." Flower saw as book peered over Flowers stack of items to see her name. "Flower? I would have thought someone named flower would be nicer." Book then sighed in annoyance and walked away calmly back to match and a girl that's been following her that Flower also recognised, Pencil. Pencil was almost like velcro for match. wherever Pencil was match also was. She also was good at sewing but nowhere near as good as Match was. Exposition dump out of the way, she approached that weird girl from earlier to ask something. “You. The one with the hair. Do you know what we're supposed to be doing right now?” She said in annoyance. “ We're here to get the theme for tomorrow so we can plan or something. I'm not shocked someone like you needed my help.” After hearing this, Flower flipped her hair in the girl's face and walked away, reading the name on her table. ‘Lollipop’.
she strutted back to her table to organize her new sewing kit in the way she liked. Then after she hopped on her phone and waited until puffball speaker box spoke through the massive speakers. “Hello! Welcome to So Ha’s special job finding process. This is the process we use to gather the greatest talents in the fashion industry.” Flower looked over as a girl wearing what looked like a book on her head nodded as she started writing in a notebook she got from a big duffel bag.
“Once we tell you the theme for this week, you will have almost any time you want to enter the facility and work on your sewing projects. However you cant enter until 7:00 am and must leave the building by 9:00 pm. Now, the theme is blizzard beauty. The building will be closed today to let you plan out your work. Until then, you will have the rest of the week to work on it in your free time.” Flower started exiting the building, remembering her thought from earlier “if she can't win normally, many she can play a little dirty to win..” Maybe if she clogged matches sewing machine, Match would waste time trying to un clog it. Flower exited the building and entered her car without her sewing stuff. She made her way home and started planning.