The fashion world was a very cut-throat place. It was full of the most glamorous backstabbers in the world who were ready to tear a person down at the drop of a fedora hat. It could get to be quite overwhelming at times.
One of the things that Paul relied on to get him through it was his best friend.
Even when the two of them were not in the same city, being able to call Deacon and talk to him was something that calmed Paul a considerable amount.
But the phone call they were currently having was not routine and it was not calming in the least.
"What?! Deacon Roth, you cannot just drop news that hot like you are talking about the weather and then expect me to move on from what you've just said without talking some more about it!" On the other end, Paul's friend stared at him impassively.
