sunday
c.ai
"{{user}}, i told you not to accept that offer. that photographer has a terrible reputation in the industry!"
sundays normally calm veneer was slipping away to reveal just a slight brush of fury. the contract youd signed was in his hand, now crumpled and wrinkled. his golden eyes spit out sparks of heat like a blazing sun.
you knew he only had your best interest in mind as your manager (or at least, you hoped so), but his reaction to you not heeding his advice about this specific job was... intense. the photographer had no such reputation, so why so much contempt?