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Neko watched with a slightly confused glance, the people surrounding him were so...good-looking. It almost made him feel a bit insecure -almost- watching as everyone stood a little awkwardly as the woman rushed to explain things. Neko found himself staring around surveying the area, watching as the woman hurriedly pass out the schedules, Neko watched in slight confusion as he didn't receive one. Sure, he probably would be working harder since he was back-stage, but he felt somewhat bad for the makeup artists because he believed all models were very mean. It was just an observation though. Watching as the different people interacted, he noticed one in particular holding a makeup kit. Neko probably wouldn't be working close to anyone, except fellow backstage designers.

Half listening to Janet as she talked; although Neko should have had his full attention on her, he couldn't help but fidget around."Okay, backstage designers fallow me." Janet said looking back. Realizing that he was one, Neko fallowed the woman looking back towards the others. Surely he wasn't the only one, right? Wrinkling his nose, he didn't expect to even start working so early. "Umm, miss," he started a little cautiously, "Where are we heading?"

Not liking to be left out in the dark, he made quick, short strides trying to keep up with her fast pace. The building already giving off a professional vibe, Neko couldn't help but feel slightly intimidated. He didn't expect to be working at his first day on the job. Hopefully it wouldn't be anything to hard.