During the fashion show, I helped the new model to have the good manners of a model. Not that she's not a good model - but she hasn't reached my level yet.

After the show, we went to a small party for one of the models, as it was her birthday.

"Ya... You're not better than me, mmkay?" I told {{user}}, while sitting at her side in the car to go back the dorm. My cheeks were burning red from the alcohol.