Kitten walks onto the stage.
The hall is full of Alphas.
Let’s see what the little girl has to say.
Kitten is nervous.
The poor thing’s hands are shaking.
Every now and then, she fixes her curls.
God, where is he?
He is not here.
Not yet.
The operator nods.
Kitten swallows.
The men stretch their legs out.
Their arms cross over their chests as if on command.
Kitten knows all of this firsthand.
She is pretty, and the men are thinking: it would be better if she undressed.
She is clearly more interesting in lingerie.
But since they came, then…
Kitten has gone completely red.
How frightening.
She is under the full spotlight.
These men have not yet become insolent enough to openly laugh in her face.
But that is only until the presentation lights up.
Kitten licks her lips.
They are completely dry.
That is how scared she is to speak.
A-all right.
A-all right, y-you can d-do this.
In a whisper, with her eyes closed.
The boys in the hall are amused.
God, she is about to cry.
Why the hell did she even crawl out here if she can barely breathe?
Two minutes have already passed.
The men begin glancing at their watches.
It presses on Kitten even harder.
Everyone is making it clear without a single word how ridiculous she looks.
A sweet, tender tiny little mouse among sharks.
You should not have come, Kitten.
She swallowed.
Fixed her little dress.
Presentation.
The screen lit up.
Why touching trees is necessary and important.
Why it is critically important for children to touch trees and be in nature.
Some are openly laughing.
Some lower their heads to hide a smirk.
Lord God, what is she talking about?
Kitten is not coping.
She is scared.
Everyone is laughing at her.
Her little hands start shaking.
The poor thing bursts into tears.
And runs off the stage, covering her face with her little palms.
The door opens.
Alpha is in the hall.
The men pull themselves together a little.
Freeze.
Alpha catches Kitten by the arm.
She is in tears.
He gently kisses her hair.
Let’s go.
All tear-stained, she walks back onto the stage.
Alpha leads her by the arm.
The presentation begins.
