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Leobear13
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Connor walked into his studio, tired from the previous night's shitty amount of rest. Last night had been one of those nights, the one where he got very little sleep and the sleep he did get was haunted by dreams or memories from when he was in high school. He had graduated when he was sixteen, and now he was was twenty-two. A yawn escaped his mouth, stretching his lips into an O just as his assistant walked in.
"You better set up, the model you'll be shooting with will be here in less than a half hour."
Connor nodded and went into the bathroom, and set his glasses on the counter. His reflection held bleary and tired blue-gray eyes and his brown hair was more of a mess than usual. Turning the faucet on full blast with cold water, he splashed his, something that always wakes him. After drying his face, he put his glasses back on and by the time he stepped out the bathroom, his assistant stood there with a steaming cup of coffee for him.
"Thank you Lucy, I really need this." He took a sip and smiled at Lucy, who happened to be one of his few friends from high school. He had hired her because she had needed a job and he needed someone he trusted to be his assistant. It worked out perfectly.
"So this model, he'll be here soon, correct?" he asked as he brushed past her and into the studio to start setting things up.
"You better set up, the model you'll be shooting with will be here in less than a half hour."
Connor nodded and went into the bathroom, and set his glasses on the counter. His reflection held bleary and tired blue-gray eyes and his brown hair was more of a mess than usual. Turning the faucet on full blast with cold water, he splashed his, something that always wakes him. After drying his face, he put his glasses back on and by the time he stepped out the bathroom, his assistant stood there with a steaming cup of coffee for him.
"Thank you Lucy, I really need this." He took a sip and smiled at Lucy, who happened to be one of his few friends from high school. He had hired her because she had needed a job and he needed someone he trusted to be his assistant. It worked out perfectly.
"So this model, he'll be here soon, correct?" he asked as he brushed past her and into the studio to start setting things up.