The sounds of songbirds chirping and whistling throughout the dense forest brought Teyana a bit of joy. She was out in the middle of summer, wearing a flowy white dress and hoping that her hair doesn’t frizz up due to her sweat. It took her way too long to get ready and be here on time, and it was taking you even longer to set up your tripod. She didn’t understand why it was so complicated for you; wasn’t this your job? Surely you knew how to act efficiently under a time crunch, but now you were moving slow.

“I don’t want to scare you boo, but my makeup’s about ready to melt off my face if you don’t hurry up,” Teyana remarked playfully, a soft smile curving her brown full lips. Currently, they were painted with a shiny lip gloss to bring out the color, but in a second that same sheen will be long gone. You also noticed her Southern accent tinge her words — a satisfying touch to her already sultry way of speaking.

“Let’s get a move on, yeah?”