Soleil
“How are you feeling, darling”
“Like shxt”
“At least you don’t look like you feel”
“Small blessings. Is there a way I can postpone today’s shoot or is it too late?”
“Way too late. We need to head down in less than thirty minutes. Should I get you some tea?”
I nodded while resting my head on my desk. I’ve barely slept these last few nights, can’t keep anything down, and got a migraine that feels like my head is about to explode. If that wasn’t enough, I’m overbooked with meetings, photo shoots, interviews, and a shxt ton of work.
I wish I could stay home and get some rest but that’s not a luxury I can afford. Plus, home is currently a land mind . Ever since the bar incident two nights ago, home life hasn’t felt all that homey.
“Tea,. Let’s touch up your makeup and hide tho
