06-10-2013, 02:44 AM
On the elevator ride up, Alexei prepared himself mentally; the last time he'd dealt with heads of companies for research of questionable repute, he'd been faced with a madman. However, he'd done his own work, and Charles Endeavor didn't seem to be known as a cruel man.
The door opened and he stepped inside. "Sir." He bowed his head. "Do I have your permission to take a seat?"
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!