The Girl Who Can't Sit Down
Shuffling into the confession booth, Fleur makes an attempt at sitting down but, unable to even bend her legs in the jeans she wore to judging, descides instead to stand as she faces the camera, giggling.
"Oh, wow." She nods, "The elimination was... okay, surprisingly. I mean, the judges gave me a few critiques, but... I think they were quite constructive. Plus, considering the risk I took with the shoot, they were definitely worth it!"
Her smile widens. "I'm just so pleased with myself. I've said it before but I'll say it again: I feel like I could... you know, be a real model! Like Mae or Lyra~! After the nerd shoot I was determined to better myself but was still wary of my potential. Now, after this shoot and the last, I really do think I miiiight just have what it takes. I want to get as far as possible, y'know? That'd be oh so lovely."
Habitually moving to brush her hair out of her eyes before realizing it's slicked back already, the girl makes a frown, holding up a small peach-coloured rose to the camera. "Lehana's elimination, um... It was rather bittersweet, I suppose. It's sad to see a girl let down but I think Mae was right; she really didn't have her heart in it. Despite how completely stunning and tall and modelesque she is, you could see it in her eyes when she was eliminated. She was like, completely fine with it..."
Trailing off, Fleur looks to the side for a moment before perking up. "Anywaaay, I think I'm going to put this flower next to Krystal's on the coffee-table. It's peach-coloured because that was Lehana's topic this week and, well, I think it's a nice way to pay respect to all the eliminated girls."
"Hm. But, uh... Yeah. As I was saying, I'm super proud of my current progress. I'm slowly getting more confident around the other girls and I'm so so excited to see where the competition takes me! I'd love to survive up until we head abroad -if we do go overseas, that is. I mean, could you imagine what it'd be like? Little Fleur in a place like Rome or Tokyo? It would be...guh, amazing! I'd love to go to France, actually; get in-touch with my heritage. How cool would a final runway challenge on a parisian catwalk be? It'd be me and Vivi in gorgeous gowns, flashing lights all ar--!
...-o-oh, why Vivienne? Well, to be honest... I really do love all the girls left, but I think I've definitely bonded with her the most. She's such a sweet, underrated figure in this competition; I'm so glad I've been given the oppurtunity to meet her. Really."
Sighing blissfully, Fleur tilts her head to the side. "Anyhow, enough about my thoughts, lord knows you've probably heard enough! I think I'm going to head off to bed now. It's getting late and I need at-least an hour to take these jeans off. They're so tight! Teehee."