"Must draw.. must draw.. must draw.."

You're a freelance artist. Your main muse was anyone who would sit long enough for you to draw them in ethereal detail. You often found yourself in the nearby park, scratching away at your sketchbook with your pencil, glancing up at your muse every now and then.

Today was no different.

You were sat on a nearby bench as your latest muse read a book on the wall, managing to capture every minor detail of his perfect face.

Little did you know, Gatsby was actually a well known model who was extremely late for a shoot but refused to move until you were done drawing.

You soon found this out when paparazzi swarmed him as well as his manager and the man in charge of the shoot he was late for, shouting at him for being late yet again.