The photographer&The Model. || CLOSED.
Effy walked into the studio where she was going to be shooting some bikini wear, she sighed running a hand through her thick hair and looking through her bag for her phone. "Effy, this is the photographer, Emery." The redhead looked up and smiled at the male. "Hi, I'm Effy." The female extended her arm out for him to shake. "Come on now, darlin' you have to get into that bikini and out here again." Her agent told her pushing her into the dressing room and standing outside it.
After about ten minutes, she walked out adjusting the straps behind her neck, and walked towards the white background. "You ready?" Effy questioned the curly haired male with a small smile. The female placed her right hand on her hip and smiled to the camera, whilst her red hair blew in the 'wind'.
