Andy sat in a meditative pose and began to text who knows.
The car sometimes swerved to the right, left, middle and the shoulder of the road inviting lots of abuses from other drivers and pedestrians.
However, the culprit seemed not to worry at all as he just continued to text.
Suddenly, his other phone began to ring and he dropped the one with which he was texting and picked up the ringing phone.
The caller was his father.
"This old man! Such a pest"Andy thought and he hissed.
But never the less, he still answered the call.
"Hello?'" You bastard! How can you be like this" said the caller.
"Hey, Mr. Parks calm down. I nearly had a heart attack. Besides my car just broke down and i'm currently in a mechanic workshop" Andy replied.
"You...you've now learned to lie through your dirty teeth so easily," said the caller who was obviously his dad.
"Dad come on. I don't want to do all that business stuff. I love fashion and you know that." said Andy
"Fashion! Son comes here this instant" His dad barked.
Andy rolled his eyes.
"Unfortunately i can't teleport or fly," he said lazily.
"You...i give you just 5 minutes son otherwise--"Andy's dad could not finish his words as Andy interrupted him.
"Oh!...in addition to the 30 minutes needed to fix my rickety car? You really are generous. And that's why i love you so much. You're the best dad ever. Bye-bye!"Andy coldly said ad cut the call leaving his father nowhere to vent his anger.
Andy looked irritated because his dad had succeeded in wasting his precious time.
So as to prevent further disturbances, he threw the phone with which he just answered a call out to a nearby trash bin. The phone was now unworthy in his eyes.
Only god knows how many phones he had thrown way
Andy loved texting his best friend than talking over the phone as that was a way for him to spend his precious time.
Andy made a u-turn and was heading for his fashion line Lunatic black silk.
It was on top of other lines though not the best.
He preferred designing clothes than being at dad's company.
It was just too boring for Andy.
A waste of his precious time.
After another 20 minutes of driving, he reached his shop that was as busy as ever. Even the international model, Mirabella George was there with her handsome assistant peter barker. the duo was checking out the clothes in the shop.
beautiful. this dress goes in line with your aura.'' said peter
"No, i hate it. Get that black one for me'' said Mirabella pointing to a black v-neck gown that was adorned with black lace.
yes beautiful.'' said peter
'Beautiful' was Mirabella's nickname for she was the queen of beauty only Stella Maurice was her rival.
Just then, a bizarrely dressed man stepped in wearing sunglasses. If someone else wore these clothes he would look ridiculous but since they were worn by this man it looked excellent.
Boss your here. Wel--''the sales girl named Cordelia was interrupted
Cut it short---your too ugly'' andy said coldly
"Yes, boss" the salesgirl laughed sheepishly. She was used to his way of speaking.
Andy then walked to the picky beauty Mirabella. She at this moment was trying to keep her cool. This guy really existed? How was he so handsome? She was practically blown away by this man.