"That won't work!"
"Bradley, where are you pulling your hands? Change your pose!"
"What is this?! Are you really a model or should I come up and teach you how to pose?!"
Emily closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Someone, please, remove this person from the shooting area!
If he continues to comment on their every action, the shooting will drag on until midnight. She was sure that many shared this desire with her, but remained silent.
Well, almost everyone.
"Justin Evans, isn't there an urgent work waiting for you in the office?" Catherine smiled sweetly at her boss, but the smile came out like a grin. If the camera in her hands hadn't cost three thousand bucks, she would have tested how strong this man's skull is long ago.
"What? I am already working, actually," Evans lazily leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs, "I'm watching the shooting. Any problems?"
