What I have been through... A TDWP Fic
Title:What I have been through...
Author(s): Whitelder
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada
Archive: Ralst if she wants it, others please ask.
Notes: Confronting. This is just a tidbit, a teaser, it does continue.
“Andrea” Miranda called from within her office “bring me the red floor length Jean Paul Gautier from the closet” Andrea rose from her seat and darted to the closet, taking the dress off the rack and waving to the closet maintainers she darted out again and went back to the office. Entering Miranda’s office she set the dress down on the rack that was permanently in Miranda’s office and turned to leave. “Andrea” she heard Miranda say“I want you to put this dress on and model it, I want to see how it sits on your size six frame” Miranda pursed her lips at this and waited.
Taking up the dress again Andrea prepares to put it on in the privacy of the bathroom but stops as Miranda once again calls her name “Andrea, I did not dismiss you, you will put the dress on here, I do not care about your underclothes I see naked woman everyday so just do it and not at a glacial pace either” So Andrea prepares to put on the dress, to keep modesty Andrea shuts the door and keeps her back to Miranda while shimmying out of her dress, she about to put on the other one but she stops as she feels Miranda’s eyes on her back. Turning slightly, she looks at her boss and see’s her slightly widened eyes “shit “ Andrea says to herself realizing that part of her scar is showing. Trying desperately to cover it up before Miranda sees any more she is stopped by Miranda clearing her throat “ Andrea I want you to turn around.” Unused to that tone coming from Miranda, Andrea, with a blush on her cheeks and a proud tilt to her head complies.
Author(s): Whitelder
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada
Archive: Ralst if she wants it, others please ask.
Notes: Confronting. This is just a tidbit, a teaser, it does continue.
“Andrea” Miranda called from within her office “bring me the red floor length Jean Paul Gautier from the closet” Andrea rose from her seat and darted to the closet, taking the dress off the rack and waving to the closet maintainers she darted out again and went back to the office. Entering Miranda’s office she set the dress down on the rack that was permanently in Miranda’s office and turned to leave. “Andrea” she heard Miranda say“I want you to put this dress on and model it, I want to see how it sits on your size six frame” Miranda pursed her lips at this and waited.
Taking up the dress again Andrea prepares to put it on in the privacy of the bathroom but stops as Miranda once again calls her name “Andrea, I did not dismiss you, you will put the dress on here, I do not care about your underclothes I see naked woman everyday so just do it and not at a glacial pace either” So Andrea prepares to put on the dress, to keep modesty Andrea shuts the door and keeps her back to Miranda while shimmying out of her dress, she about to put on the other one but she stops as she feels Miranda’s eyes on her back. Turning slightly, she looks at her boss and see’s her slightly widened eyes “shit “ Andrea says to herself realizing that part of her scar is showing. Trying desperately to cover it up before Miranda sees any more she is stopped by Miranda clearing her throat “ Andrea I want you to turn around.” Unused to that tone coming from Miranda, Andrea, with a blush on her cheeks and a proud tilt to her head complies.