Was bored at work, so got a guy fired and possibly sent to prison for fraud.
I work the night shift as a receptionist at a hotel in Norway, and most nights are spent watching Netflix/playing games. Last summer was really slow and I also worked a lot extra, so I ran out of stuff to watch and games to play. One night I got a mail from “Scooter”. He wanted to book a room for almost 20 days. I just had to send him the price and confirmation that we had rooms available, and he would then send me his credit card info for me to pre-charge. Normally we just delete these kinds of mail, but I was bored out of my mind, so I responded with an offer for around 2k$ for the entire stay. Also made sure to inform him that he could cancel for free up until the day of arrival.
This is probably the most common fraud attempt in the Hotel/travel industry. Unlike most businesses, we are able to charge credit/debit cards with only the card number and exp date. No need for a pin code, cvc or other auth methods. Our software also allow us deposit money directly to local and international bank accounts by using the card number. Because of this, shitheads like Scooter will try to prepay with stolen/skimmed cards, but then cancel the booking and asking us to refund the amount to a different card.
Request: Can u do more cute imagines on stage with yn
I wasn’t sure how you wanted the imagine to go exactly but I hope this is good enough, Enjoy!
Heavy breathing and loud screams. It’s a familiar sound now.
I’ve been to so many of his concerts that coming just seems to be a second nature. It’s different then it was a few years ago though. Back then, I only saw him once every few years when he would put on a show, and I would usually only be seeing him from a far distance. He didn’t even know I existed.
But now, my whole world has flipped upside down and as I stood from the wings, watching Justin and his dancers parade around on stage, I couldnt help but look at all the other screaming fans, reaching out for something so small, as simple as a graze of his shoe.
I used to be like that, before I met him for real.
I remember it so vividly. The day it was absolutely pouring rain and I still had a good 2 miles to walk. I remember sneezing from the cold raindrops that trickled down my skin, leaving me to deal with an ongoing flu the next day. But I also remember seeing the black, tinted SUV pulling up beside me.
At that moment my heart nearly stopped, and I was readying myself to run if needed. I really thought I was about to be kidnapped when the door to the SUV swung open, but gee was I glad stayed when I did.
My idol stood in front of me, a concerned look on his face as he glanced at me, then up at the dark grey clouds above. Star struck, I listened to his words, so simple yet so demanding. “Need a ride? Get in! Where are you headed?”
And from there it was a long spiral of being strangers, to acquaintances, friends, to love interests. Then finally - becoming official 3 months ago - as boyfriend and girlfriend.
“Get used to me holding you. Get used to me woeing you. Oh! get used to it…” The last line was sung. Justin’s jumping stopped as he ended in position, the crowd’s screams only just beginning to pick up.
“Thankyou all so much for coming tonight.” He announced breathlessly into the mic. “Don’t go anywhere guys, we’ll be back in 10!”
And then he and the dancers ran off stage for a quick break. Justin immediately grabbed ahold of me, smiling like a fool under his head mic. “How am I doing?”
After handing him his water bottle and wiping down his forehead with a towel as he gulped it down, I smiled and said, “Absolutely amazing baby. You always do great.” while rubbing his sweaty but masculine arms. It’s crazy to think that I have one of the worlds biggest popstars, as well as my dream guy, wrapped right around my finger. Just as well as I am with him.
“Let’s take a snap before you have to go back out.” I exclaimed, removing my phone from the pocket of my jeans.
“”Okay. But it’s only going to your family right?” And here we go again. Justin has been trying to keep our relationship a secret ever since we got together. At first it seemed to just be a privacy thing, so we could enjoy a little time to ourselves before going public to the world, but its been 3 months, and It honestly feels a little as if Justin is embarrassed to be seen in a relationship with me.
I mean, I’m definently not the most attractive girl, and I don’t have a model body either. I’m short, with a little belly. I can barely do my makeup for shit and not to mention, I’m not famous. In the end, I’m just a fan.
“Oh- uh. Y-yeah. Of course.” I stutted in a failed attempt to hide my disappointment.
Justin’s face fell, eyes wondering over me in a concern. “You okay baby girl?”
“Yeah, yeah. Just forget it. Don’t worry about the snap. You gotta go out there soon and Scooter wants to talk to you.”
“Go. Scooter’s waiting.” I pushed. I honestly just wanted to be left alone for a little bit, and pushing him away for a while was really the only way I was going to get that.
Justin hesitated and compelled but with some tugging and pushing, I got him over to Scooters side and walked away.
“Your doing great Kiddo.” Scooter began, looking down at the show plan in his hand, he hadn’t even realised that Y/N had practically dragged me over here, to busy caught up making sure everything was going according to plan.
“Yeah thanks Scoot.” I rushed. “Hey, do you know what’s up with Y/N?”
“Y/N? No. She was fine earlier.” Scooter answered, glancing up towards me. “Why?”
“She just seemed like she was in a bit of a shit mood. Or something was making her uncomfortable.”
“Well did something happen?” He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
“No…I mean…I don’t think so?” I questioned. “I don’t know.” I sighed. “We were talking about the show, and then all of a sudden she asked if we could take a snap before I went back out. Then after that she just suddenly said she didn’t want to do it anymore and that I should talk to you before I go back out.” I explained.
“Okay…” Scooter trailed off “Did you say anything before that?”
“No, just that we could take a pic, just as long as she only sends it to her friends and family. No one else.”
That’s when Scooters face lit up in recognition, a sigh leaving his lips.
“Justin, I honestly don’t know how so many girls love you. You are so oblivious.” Scooter joked.
“What?” I questioned.
“Justin, did it ever occur to you that maybe Y/N’s feeling a little insecure?”
“Insecure? About what. She’s perfect, there’s nothing to be insecure about.”
“Maybe not to you but to her…” Scooter explained. “Justin, she’s a wemon - a girl. Shes gonna need constant confident boosters and reminders that she is beautiful because otherwise after a while, the confidence she has will just wither away. And you holding back on telling everyone about your relationship is probably starting to affect her. She probably thinks you don’t want to be seen with her.”
“But that’s not true at all.”
“But she dosen’t know that.” Scooter stated.
“Well then…what do I do?” I ask hysterically. Scooter only shrugs and pats me on the shoulder. “That’s for you to figure out Kiddo. Your on in a minute.”
And with that, he walked over to pep up the dancers.
1 minute seconds, that gives me 60 seconds to think of something. C’mon Jay THINK!
Then, a brilliant idea pops in my head. And not only for Y/N’s sake, but i think for the crowds entertainment as well. Guess there’s gonna be one less lonely girl tonight.
I sighed, looking out at the stage. “JUS-TIN…JUS-TIN…JUS-TIN!” the crowd chanted in anticipation. He was soon to go on, and the only thing I was feeling was self-conscious. I didn’t mean to push Justin away like that but I just can’t be around him when I get like that. I don’t like him seeing me sad, it makes him sad, and he needs to be in a good mood for the remaining part of this night.
The name was smooth but rushed as he voiced it from a small distance. Quickly, I straightened up and planted a fake smile on my face, awaiting Justin’s arrival.
“Hey baby, aren’t you supposed to be getting ready?”
“I need to show you something.” He ignored my question.
“Now?” I ask in confusion. Justin only nods and grabs a hold of my hand, mumbling “C’mon.”
Scooters voice suddenly began echoing throughout the backstage arena, the dancers all running forward towards the wings of the stage. “Alright, where on in 3! 2! 1!”
And then the music began. Light strumming of a guitar. Wait? This isn’t right. the next song should of been trust. This is one less lonely girl…
“Justin, what’s going on?”
But to no avail. All he did was send a wink my way, then began to sing through his head mic, slowly making his was on stage with a firm grip on my hand.
“There’s gonna be one less lonely girl, One less lonely girl, There’s gonna be one less lonely girl,One less lonely girl! How many I told you’s and start overs…”
While He progressed on stage, his grip around my hand tightened as I struggled to pull away. “What are you doing?” I whispered.
I watched as the dancers ran around on stage, planting a stool in the middle.
Justin lead me further and further until I was in sight of every screaming fan. The cheers made my head dizzy and the attention made my body weak but with Justin here, everything seemed to refocus and seem alright.
Justin smiled and placed me on the stool in the center of the stage, continuing to sing the current verse of one less lonely girl, what in the world was the boy doing?
“Saw so many pretty faces before I saw you. Now all I see is you! No, no, Don’t need these other pretty faces like I need you, And when you’re mine in the world - There’s gonna be one less lonely girl!”
He moved his body from singing towards the crowd, to directing the song towards me. Running his hand down my body and face in a sentimental way, love shining through his eyes.
He continued the lyrics to his old but popular song, half way through helping me off the stool to where he cradled me in his arms and began slow dancing with me, his arms locked around me, pushing my head into his chest.
Then the song began to come to an end, and he stopped moving. Looking me directly in the eyes with his arms stretched slightly, cupping my cheeks. Honey eyes radiating with nothing but love.
“If you let me inside your world! There’s gonna be one less lonely girl….” Then in a raspy and low voice, he mumbled, “You shawty” Before connecting his lips to mine.
And although we were accompanied by thousands of people screaming in shock, it was as if no one else was in the room but us.
The kiss lasted a few seconds at least, before he finally pulled away, pulling me into his side and waving off towards the crowd with a smile.
Fashion shoot During A Strike Of Metro in Paris, Friday, October 28, 1966, the metro is on strike, causing major traffic jams in the streets of Paris. Two Swedish Models Barbara and Guje, riding bicycles on the Champs Elysee. Photo by Philippe Le Tellier (Paris Match magazine).
The first time James saw Lily, he knew she was the prettiest girl he had seen.
“What, are you gonna marry her?” Sirius teases him endlessly the first three months of school. (“Maybe I am,” he shoots back)
However, after the major chocolate syrup caper of 1972, Lily Evans gets very angry at him.
Put off, James convinces himself that he absolutely does not like her anymore (”She has no sense of humour!” Remus tells him to shut up and not insult his friend)
However, in third year after the Marauders wake up with elf ears on Christmas, James begins to wonder how anybody could not like Lily Evans
How had he hated her? She had a wonderful sense of humor!
James begins to notice the little things: the way she dog-ears her books, how she taps her pen on the left side of the desk when she is done her assignment, how she always laughs when her friends approach her
He notices her concern for Remus, her uncommon kindness even to Snivellus
And when she puts her arm on Snivellus’ and laughs, James’ stomach feels hot
He laughs at her antics with Sirius when they get caught after a midnight kitchen raid
He knows she does not like him, that she thinks he’s arrogant, but he cannot help but look at her, even though he doesn’t realize anything yet
Fourth year he realizes he likes her after he is wandering around a muggle town with Sirius. He sees a couple, with a red-headed girl on a scooter and thinks, I wonder what Lily’s hair would look on that thing. Probably crazy in the wind.
He doesn’t ask her out the entire year. His ego is too fragile, he admires from afar.
He is absolutely pedantic about Lily. He observes.
Sometimes, once a month, Lily asks him to pass the Raspberry jelly, her favorite. He carefully jots it down into the books of his mind for future perusal.
These events make his day.
After the rejection in fifth year, he doesn’t ask her out much again. His ego is too fragile.
Seventh year, as the war is upon them, he realizes his ego is not necessary.
He wants to protect her, even though he knows she is stronger than him. He tries one last time.
Seventh year is when Lily realizes she likes him.
Lily just ignores people who annoy her; she is indifferent to them.
Then why am I not indifferent to him? She wonders.
In a series of terribly-staged encounters to get Remus and Sirius together, Lily realizes that she is not indifferent to him because he is too interesting to ignore.
She says yes: to the date, the marriage and the baby (after the crazy Christmas party Sirius threw and everyone got a little too drunk she had to)
And while facing Voldemort, James thinks lovingly of his wife and son. He is absolutely pedantic about the details, furiously trying to remember the things he loves best about them: Harry’s laugh, Lily’s snores, their times together.
And as Lily faces Voldemort and the love of her child fills her, she remembers how she was never indifferent towards James and his bravery and loyalty and hopes she meets him soon
Synopsis: Jeon Jungkook is a close friend of kim Taehyung. Kim Taehyung is the CEO of the company she works in. He had heard a lot about her and so had she. He had grown a liking towards her and even though slowly, so had she. But why was it wrong?
Warnings / Note: Grammar+editing errors are probably there. I’m not good at this writing thing lol pls have mercy on me. I’m not sure if i want to make this into a (mini) series? It’s my first time jumping into this genre so idk. Enjoy!
The one word you would use to describe while looking down at the ridiculously expensive dress of the woman that wore the ring with your boss’ name on it. The woman that looked beautiful wearing the dress while walking down the grand stairs of their living room. The woman that would then make heads turn and hearts race. The woman whose husband would look at and be proud of what he accomplished. He would then look and you and nod his head making your heart flutter just as much as the other girls whom he smiled at.
She would have done every one of those things if you hadn’t spilled grape fruit juice you were drinking on it, while dancing to a 90’s pop song while ironing the dress.