“Seriously, hurry up! It’s freezing!”
“Just a few more.”
“You said that ten minutes ago. My feet are going numb.”
“You’re fine. Can you turn your head a little more? Yeah, just like that.”
“How many pictures do you need? It’s a school project, not client work.”
“I have a vision for this. It needs to be perfect.”
“What kind of vision requires me to stand in the ocean in a ball gown in thirty-degree weather?”
“The kind that’s worth ten percent of my grade.”
“You’re acing that class. One slightly lower grade won’t hurt.”
“I don’t care. Turn the other way. Perfect.”
“What time is it?”
“Two thirty.”
“Two thirty! You promised we would go to Luca’s for coffee after this. They close at three!”
“Shoot, you’re right. One more… okay, I’m done. Get dried off and changed, and we’ll go.”
“Finally. How many pictures did you take, anyway?”
“Uh… two hundred fifty. My memory card is almost full.”
“You have a problem.”
“Yeah, well. Hopefully there’ll be a good picture in there.”
“There better be. I’m not getting back in that water.”
“Come on, hurry up!”
“So now you want to go?”
“Oh, shut up.”
They walk away, still talking and laughing.
Cover photo by Joeyy Lee on Unsplash
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