dear agony, just let go of me

“If you’re serious, I could hook you up.”

“I think ya got a shot.”

“’Never had a problem with that.”

“It’s a’right. ‘Pay’s shit, they treat you like a mannequin, but, sometimes, you get free clothes.”

“Y’can’t make an exception?” He smirked as he looked up from his phone. “My first time at a shoot on the other side of the country, and I showed up soaked down to my underwear. ‘Ended up posing in a towel. It wasn’t supposed to be that kind of shoot.”

While his companion ordered the transportation, Soda checked his texts. He also let a couple of people know where he was going and that he was going with a stranger just in case anything happened to him.

“A man with sin in his name. Now I know we’re gonna have fun.”