Something was in the Air
In painting class today, we had a model. As it turned out, the prof accidentally booked two of them for our skin tone project thing. One male and one female. The male model was there beforehand and when the female model came in, the two of them instantly exchanged happy exclamations and surprised words of finding each other here.
They hugged each other (they were still clothed at this point) and there was something about that hug, or the way he touched her arm after or the length of the hug, that made it seem as though there was/had been something between them. Not necessarily romantic, but like really close friends who've lost contact and found each other again.
After they undressed and took their pose (the man was sitting, the woman lying down), she started playing with his hair, which was tied in a low ponytail. He smiled at her antics, until she removed the hairband and ruffled his hair. C'TAIT CUTE. Even if it wasn't romantic and just playful or familial or whatever, c'tait cute.
The funniest thing about this whole thing (other than the Newfoundland radio station we were listening to) was the fact the man really looked like an older version of Francis. C'tait uncanny haha.
Made painting class a little bit more interesting, from a writer's perspective.
They hugged each other (they were still clothed at this point) and there was something about that hug, or the way he touched her arm after or the length of the hug, that made it seem as though there was/had been something between them. Not necessarily romantic, but like really close friends who've lost contact and found each other again.
After they undressed and took their pose (the man was sitting, the woman lying down), she started playing with his hair, which was tied in a low ponytail. He smiled at her antics, until she removed the hairband and ruffled his hair. C'TAIT CUTE. Even if it wasn't romantic and just playful or familial or whatever, c'tait cute.
The funniest thing about this whole thing (other than the Newfoundland radio station we were listening to) was the fact the man really looked like an older version of Francis. C'tait uncanny haha.
Made painting class a little bit more interesting, from a writer's perspective.