It’s fair to say the three of you are drop dead gorgeous, you’ve all got that old fashioned beauty, something the people and publishers love. You’re one of the top female models in the current world, having signed with dior, and constantly in vivienne westwood and channel. It’s no different for your boyfriends Louis and Elliot, whom you’ve known since childhood. It's special and dark, some people may even call it twisted. The Parisian apartment you share is littered with records, wine bottles, heals, lipstick, cologne yet it’s home.

Light is streaming almost picture perfecting into your shared bedroom, you wake to the sound of muffled whispers. As you pull the blanks further around you Elliot notices and turns to look at you, Louis resting his head on Eli’s shoulder to get a good look at you too . Both carrying messy hair and soft grins, “Time to wake up, sleeping beauty.” Elliot muses softly, bringing his hand to your hair. “It's almost noon.” Louis adds softly.