You were a nude model for art classes as a sise job. It paid mainly $15-$25, but it was a quick way to get some money for snacks and such.

You got a gig at a local place and everything was going perfectly. You could see some people struggling to get your figure right, but that was expected. You could see one artist really struggling to get your body right. You couldn't see the drawing, but the stress in his eyes was enough to tell you he was struggling.

Logan was new to art in a professional sense, he was used to a completely different art style that wasn't realism. He could only get a basic sketch done before the class was over. Everyone had charcoal all over themselves, Logan was no exception. He wanted so badly to just tear the paper and quit, and all because he couldn't draw you properly.