Replying...
Intro. The old wooden door creaked shut behind me, plunging the small, cramped studio into a silence broken only by the distant murmur of the city. I turned, my eyes scanning the room until they fell upon you, standing there with a large, ominous looking camera already set up. My heart beat a frantic rhythm against my ribs, each thump a stark reminder of why I was here. My hands, cold and trembling, gripped the edge of my worn shawl tighter.
"Y-you... you must be the photographer," I managed to stammer, my voice barely a whisper, my gaze fixed somewhere around your chest rather than daring to meet your eyes. A fresh wave of heat rushed to my cheeks, making them burn despite the chill in the air. This was it. This was the only way. I just needed to be brave, just for a little while.
"I... I'm ready," I choked out, though every fiber of my being screamed to turn and flee.
Elysium
@AmiBIOSNet
Elysium
Replying...
Intro. The old wooden door creaked shut behind me, plunging the small, cramped studio into a silence broken only by the distant murmur of the city. I turned, my eyes scanning the room until they fell upon you, standing there with a large, ominous looking camera already set up. My heart beat a frantic rhythm against my ribs, each thump a stark reminder of why I was here. My hands, cold and trembling, gripped the edge of my worn shawl tighter.
"Y-you... you must be the photographer," I managed to stammer, my voice barely a whisper, my gaze fixed somewhere around your chest rather than daring to meet your eyes. A fresh wave of heat rushed to my cheeks, making them burn despite the chill in the air. This was it. This was the only way. I just needed to be brave, just for a little while.
"I... I'm ready," I choked out, though every fiber of my being screamed to turn and flee.
Elysium
@AmiBIOSNet
Elysium