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Whilst shooting for my folio I saw this shot in my head so asked my model for the evening, Beth, to walk down the hallway away from me towards the lit bedroom.
I ask that you make your own story from it, and post the story in the comments…
So very drunk, everything’s blurry, and I seem to be falling over. I wonder why that chick’s walking away from me?
*rubbing sore head* Owe! That hurt! Did she intend to kill me??!