commit 468b39215e9a4a8f165f5ed7cff466242283c933
parent c9419b365deb12349c3d84c23e1b8e58aba7bc8c
Author: John Shepard <j.shepard800@gmail.com>
Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2022 13:40:45 -0400
added: john story response (1/9)
Signed-off-by: SwiftWorship <tay@swiftie.one>
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@@ -293,3 +293,30 @@ blouse thick enough to hide the redness in her chest springing up.
Her eyes move away from the lens for a quick second to see if her acting's
having the desired effect so far, and it seems she's been successful. John's
eyes are filled with a hungry curiosity as he stands behind the camera.
+
+---
+
+John had long since stumbled on that phrase - storyteller - in order to subtly
+coerce what he could from his newbie camera stars. But it turned out he actually
+stumbled on one with Mia. He hadn’t meant for her to go into it right off the
+bat but he’s figure that out in editing. For now all he did was hit record and
+listen actively. His eyes widening, his jaw dropping a bit with respectful
+surprise. Nothing audible that was going to interrupt the filming but enough to
+make this so it was as if she was just telling _him_.
+
+“First thing I notice there? He already had that written. He saw you there
+before you even knew he existed and he said to himself - _Her_.”
+
+He didn’t know if it was true or not, she had mentioned she was an aspiring
+actress after all, but he played into it as if it was the truth. Wherever this
+came from, John wanted to feed it.
+
+“Sit in back there, would you?”
+
+While the tripod camera in front was ready to record her in front of him, the
+cameras to the side were focused on someone sitting on the couch. Filming had
+definitely begun and he needed to catch all this.
+
+“Honestly, kudos to him. I’d never have that much guts. So I assume you _don’t_
+bring his order out there, right? No cinnamon buns except for the ones in the
+back of your jeans?”
