When she asks if he wants another refill, he just nods.
He's sitting in the corner, staring at his laptop, back against the wall to prevent others from looking over his shoulder. Most of the pictures he's already sorted through, sent to the usual magazines, and of course the more sophisticated ones from earlier last evening had also already been selected, made to look slightly better with the help of Photoshop (blurring backgrounds, adjusting the lighting, highlighting the whites to make teeth and eyes look better and skin look less tanned, because God knows tans are the worst - all those lines just weren't good).
No, what left his coffee cup drained and his leftover pancakes to go cold, were the more embarrassing pictures.
Half a pancake isn't much of a breakfast, but after a night so short and an infinite amount of black coffee refills, he can't really be blamed. To his knowledge, he had by far not been the last to leave, but, after taking several dives into a pool with your clothes still on, at some point that just meant he had to go home to change. And, being one of the few with that had not completely overloaded himself with alcohol and/or drugs, he had not felt like going back again after that.
Instead, he was staring at a picture that the object of said picture would likely never want to see ever again. Indecisive if it would make a good article, or if he had sent enough material around already.
To kill or not to kill, that's this morning's question.
@[Breckin] So.
It's only that everybody else thought he'd be a redhead, so now I'm going somewhere like this fella https://nl.pinterest.com/pin/694258098778718742/ but then change eye colour to look like https://nl.pinterest.com/pin/364862007292091409/ because, that combination is more unique anyway.
He's sitting in the corner, staring at his laptop, back against the wall to prevent others from looking over his shoulder. Most of the pictures he's already sorted through, sent to the usual magazines, and of course the more sophisticated ones from earlier last evening had also already been selected, made to look slightly better with the help of Photoshop (blurring backgrounds, adjusting the lighting, highlighting the whites to make teeth and eyes look better and skin look less tanned, because God knows tans are the worst - all those lines just weren't good).
No, what left his coffee cup drained and his leftover pancakes to go cold, were the more embarrassing pictures.
Half a pancake isn't much of a breakfast, but after a night so short and an infinite amount of black coffee refills, he can't really be blamed. To his knowledge, he had by far not been the last to leave, but, after taking several dives into a pool with your clothes still on, at some point that just meant he had to go home to change. And, being one of the few with that had not completely overloaded himself with alcohol and/or drugs, he had not felt like going back again after that.
Instead, he was staring at a picture that the object of said picture would likely never want to see ever again. Indecisive if it would make a good article, or if he had sent enough material around already.
To kill or not to kill, that's this morning's question.
@[Breckin] So.
It's only that everybody else thought he'd be a redhead, so now I'm going somewhere like this fella https://nl.pinterest.com/pin/694258098778718742/ but then change eye colour to look like https://nl.pinterest.com/pin/364862007292091409/ because, that combination is more unique anyway.
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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