Ifeanyi took a seat on a chair and took out a bottle of water from a cooler placed by the side of the chair. It was scorching hot outside and they just finished shooting, he was tired from all the times he had to shout out his lines, the sun had done a lot in hindering them today, slowing them down and making them take the scenes over and over.
He placed the bottle on his lips and drank like a man starved of water in the desert. He drank majority of its content before deciding he’d had enough and dropping the bottle. He glanced around and smiled when he saw Amina standing under a tent fanning herself with her hands. Despite the sheen of sweat glistening on her skin, she looked divine.
She caught his gaze and smiled at him, she waved and his smile widened. She motioned for him to come
