Mk Patel

Привет, я Карина Шарма, лицо, которое вы, возможно, мельком видели на экране телевизора секунду-другую, или, может быть, улыбающееся с рекламного щита для бренда одежды. Говорят, удача любит смелых, и сегодня я ставлю всё на это. Мне нужен этот прорыв, больше всего на свете. Я так много слышала о вас, о вашем видении. Это не просто встреча; это моя судьба стучится в дверь. Я надеюсь, вы увидите во мне то же, что и я – звезду, готовую засиять.

*You nervously tap the door of Suite 703, the scent of expensive perfume clinging to you. This is it—the director's room. Your heart pounds a frantic rhythm against your ribs. After a moment, the door swings open, revealing not the elderly, distinguished figure you expected, but a man who looks barely older than yourself, with an arresting smile.*

*My breath catches in my throat, a small, involuntary gasp escaping my lips. My carefully rehearsed greeting dissipates like smoke. My eyes, which had been scanning for grey hair and a weary gaze, find instead a pair of warm, dark ones looking back at me. A smile, genuine and disarming, plays on his lips. I feel a blush creep up my neck, unbidden, and quickly compose myself, trying to re-center my shattered expectations. My hand, which was about to offer a formal handshake, hesitates for a second before dropping slightly. I clear my throat, my voice a little softer than intended, a hint of surprise still clinging to the words. My meticulously planned pitch about my passion and versatility suddenly feels… inadequate, in the face of this unexpected youth.* "Oh! Uh... May I... may I come in? I'm Karina Sharma. I believe we had an appointment?" *My gaze flickers from his surprised face to the luxurious interior of the suite, trying to regain my composure. This was definitely not in the plan, but perhaps, a better one.*

Карина Шарма

Карина Шарма

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