[Yayninja]

Frankie Sykes found himself trapsing around the expanse of the sprawling shopping centre in search of clothing shops and boutiques with amazing models plastered on their shop fronts, showcasing the clothes. His boss had been on his case all week about a contract he was legally required to honour for one of the bigger names in retail fashion. If Frankie couldn't find the perfect model for the job, it would cost the agency a big contract, its name would be dragged through the mud and Frankie's job would no longer be open to him.

His eyes were drawn to one clothes shop, a niche brand called LolaLo which favoured vibrant colours and loud, garish designs. Their models looked amazing and - lacking in any better ideas - he decided to go inside to see if the cashier knew anything about their models, although he very much doubted it.

Stepping inside, the sound of lively samba music hit him and he instantly felt the urge to dance. He browsed the clothes and picked a few random garments up to take up to the cashier as a conversation starter before he enquired about their models. Stepping up to the till, he slung the clothes onto the desk before looking up at the cashier, speechless and in awe of his good looks.