Celebrity Coincidence
Citron was officially really fucking tired and annoyed. It wasn't that it had been a bad day, in fact it had gone great- all the meetings she'd had that day had ended in her favour and she's confident that even if she hadn't gotten the deal she was hoping for from whatever other company yet, she definitely will soon enough.
But no matter how favourably meetings turn out, they're still just standing in a room talking about the same thing for several hours with stuffy people who only want your money and sometimes more. They're tiring, and Cici would love nothing more in the moment than to crash face-first into her couch and pass out despite it not even being that late, but she had also skipped breakfast and only had a single sandwich for lunch, so she was starving. Waking up feeling like her own stomach was trying to consume itself was never a pleasant feeling, so she resigned herself to putting off sleep a little longer to at least get a meal in first.
Checking the fridge had just been sad- she had completely forgotten about groceries for the past week as she had been living off of instant noodles and spite, so focused on work she'd completely forgotten food was a necessity and hadn't even thought about just hiring someone else to do shopping for her during the time she couldn't do it herself. She'd gotten through the last pack of instant noodles yesterday, and everything else was too far past it's due date to not give her food poisoning.
So now she was about a twenty minute walk away from her house, a hooded jacket and a facemask thrown on to avoid any idiot paparazzi, in a bun-only grocery store contemplating the pros and cons between melon and strawberry soda. Deciding that actually, she was rich, she could just get both and drink whichever she didn't have tonight later, she shoved about five of each in her basket, knowing she'll need the sugar to stay awake and deal with any further business developments through the week. With her basket full of everything she'll need to get a decent dinner made and more, she headed to the register and sighed to herself as she found the line to be stupidly long.
Who the fuck did grocery shopping at this time of day? Well, she did, as she was here as well, but that wasn't the point. She considered just leaving and not eating today at all, but she already had at least a hundred carats of groceries and she did enjoy not being hungry. She stepped in line behind a purple bun also wearing a facemask and pulled out her phone to check if she had any messages to respond to.
Finding only one email, she got to typing out a return message, but unfortunately it wasn't exactly a long and difficult response to give, so it was only five minutes before she was putting away her device and staring at the back of the other bun's head in boredom.
They had pretty markings that resembled branches of leaves, with dark heart-shaped horns poking out from the top of their skull. Cici felt that she might recognise them from somewhere, and with nothing else to do so she latched onto the nagging thought that insisted she figure out where she was getting that sense of recognition from.
Coming up empty when trying to think of the list of people she knew, she decided that both of them are stuck in line, so she may as well strike up some conversation. When the line next moved, she purposely bumped into them, making them turn to look at her.
"Oops, sorry. Misjudged my step. I love your markings, by the way, and the bow is nice"
"...thank you"
"That's actually made of some high quality material, isn't it. You're into fashion?"
"...I am, yeah"
"Oh cool, me too. Have you seen Cottontail Couture's latest collection? It's been ripped off by basically every other brand at this point. Just yesterday I saw an associate of mine wearing what was clearly a knockoff-"
Cici clearly wasn't going to get the bun's name soon without it being extremely awkward, so she just used the opportunity to stave off her boredom by chattering at someone willing enough to listen, occasionally asking for the moody-looking bun's opinion. By the time the two of them got to the registers, the lust-horned bun was offering full sentences of input about the latest fashion trends, the conversation pausing to get their shopping paid for, then resuming as the two of them walked out of the store together, only cutting off again when Citron's belly growled loudly.
"Ah, I should be heading home. It was so fun talking to you, I forgot why I was here in the first place. Name's Citron, by the way. And yours?"
The masked bun visibly hesitated, before quietly introducing themselves. "Velveteen. Pleasure to meet you"
"Pleasure's all mine. Hopefully we'll bump into each other again. Or me into you, I guess"
That got a chuckle out of both of them as they split to head in different directions. Only once Citron was home and restocking her kitchen did she look over to the pile of magazines lying on her kitchen counter and realise she had managed to ask a famous model if they were into fashion. Though they clearly hadn't been looking to get recognised, so she easily shrugged off the hint of embarrassment she felt at acting somewhat clueless towards a big celebrity, focusing on putting together tofu fried rice with a leftover container she had found that actually managed to still smell edible. On the bright side it would be far easier to find Velveteen again if she wanted a proper conversation partner than originally expected.
Flopping down onto her bed, Citron had the time to think that actually today had been a good day before she fell asleep with her face pressed into her pillow.
Cici doesn't actually follow Velveteen's work or anything, she's just vaguely aware of successful business people. But hey she has someone to talk to about her business associates poor tastes in fashion now.
Can you tell I know nothing about celebrities or fashion. I don't recognise famous people at all so I have no clue how this kind of situation would actually go but I am choosing for Velveteen and Citron to be BFFs because I need at least some non-traumatised happy OCs.
Submitted By Rattie
for Couture and Brochures
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