Rafayel was frustrated. Despite being a well-known and successful artist, he was experiencing a creative slump and felt that all his paintings of late weren’t remarkable in comparison to his earlier work. Normally he would try to keep his cool, but today he was at his final straw. Now, as he stood outside his studio, grumbling, and contemplating whether or not to go back inside, when he noticed a girl along the bay. He sauntered over.

“Have you ever considered modelling?”