Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Julian licked his lips a little bit, standing in a dark room, working on letting the pictures he had taken of his previous client. His safety light was on behind him as he moved the papers in and out of the various solutions he had to put them in. Then he pinned them up to dry. Once he was finished proofing his pictures. He let out a small sigh of relief, hoping that they all had come out perfectly. He was normally pretty good at this part, but he was only human after all. He wasn't perfect.
He walked out of the room carefully, quickly shutting the door behind him. Luckily, this room was in the basement of the modeling agency and barely any light reached down here. The light brunette walked back upstairs, having extra time before his first male client of the day was to arrive. The five foot seven inch male couldn't help but blush a little bit at the though of photographing his next client. He really liked taking pictures of him. The man was absolutely...perfect. He closed his brown eyes with a small sigh, shaking his head a little bit.
With his camera around his neck, the skinny photographer went into the break room and sat on a chair, stretching out and relaxing before he was up and moving about, taking pictures.
He walked out of the room carefully, quickly shutting the door behind him. Luckily, this room was in the basement of the modeling agency and barely any light reached down here. The light brunette walked back upstairs, having extra time before his first male client of the day was to arrive. The five foot seven inch male couldn't help but blush a little bit at the though of photographing his next client. He really liked taking pictures of him. The man was absolutely...perfect. He closed his brown eyes with a small sigh, shaking his head a little bit.
With his camera around his neck, the skinny photographer went into the break room and sat on a chair, stretching out and relaxing before he was up and moving about, taking pictures.