Silas Axel
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 141
- OOC First Name
- Cole
- Age
- 5/2019
Set in December of 2037
Maybe he was guilty for the fact that Kimmy seemed to always want to be out of the house, or maybe he felt guilty for getting into a petty argument with her. Regardless, it seemed as if lately he and his sister's relationship was going downhill. Maybe it's because she was a teenager - or maybe she was just stressed out about her schoolwork. Silas didn't have that experience, he'd sent her to a magical school where she could learn better, and had more work, and couldn't stone face her way through classes and still pass. Regardless of what it was, he hoped that her being home would be better for her, especially since all she wanted to do was hang out with her new friends; those boys. It was stressful, after all, she had just turned 16 - nearly an adult. Silas wondered if her wanting to be out of the house had anything to do with... no, she wasn't the kind of girl to even think about doing that with some random boy from school. Silas sighed, walking into his house finally. It seemed like the winter shoots always took the longest, but also offered the largest amount of money for him. He peeked at himself in the mirror that hung on the closet door; wasn't too bad he thought. At least he wasn't dressed in a speedo or boxers like he was forced to in some shoots.
The young man walked over to the fridge. There was still some takeout in there - something he commonly ate now a days. He was a terrible cook if he was being honest with himself. He took a fork out of the drawer, and then leaned against the counter. He had to be careful not to get anything on the suit coat he was wearing. Unfortunately he was probably going to have to go back to the studio. They normally called a few hours later, so what was the point in even changing when he was going to be taking the same photos a hundred more times that day. They needed this for the Holiday catalog - new year's that was. They were posing with a dropping ball - but he could have it worse. Some girl's were posed in a retro shoot for some very old ball drop. It required semi-nudity. Luckily it wouldn't be his sister. He was lucky enough to hardly see her in the bikini shoots - he'd loose it if he found out she was posed in some of the ways the older models were. Silas shoved another spoonful of food into his mouth before hearing the doorbell. He buttoned up the suit coat the best he could, deciding to ignore the chafing he had from wearing the leather pants all day that he'd been placed in. He crossed the room in a few long strides and pulled the door open, surprised to see it was not his sister. Instead he came face to face with an angelic looking young woman "H-hel - Hi. Uhm you, what are you... Are you Kimmy's friend?" He finally choked out awkwardly, hoping that she wasn't. He didn't know how well he could talk with her while waiting for Kimmara to return. Perhaps she would leave if he told her Kimmy was not there.
Maybe he was guilty for the fact that Kimmy seemed to always want to be out of the house, or maybe he felt guilty for getting into a petty argument with her. Regardless, it seemed as if lately he and his sister's relationship was going downhill. Maybe it's because she was a teenager - or maybe she was just stressed out about her schoolwork. Silas didn't have that experience, he'd sent her to a magical school where she could learn better, and had more work, and couldn't stone face her way through classes and still pass. Regardless of what it was, he hoped that her being home would be better for her, especially since all she wanted to do was hang out with her new friends; those boys. It was stressful, after all, she had just turned 16 - nearly an adult. Silas wondered if her wanting to be out of the house had anything to do with... no, she wasn't the kind of girl to even think about doing that with some random boy from school. Silas sighed, walking into his house finally. It seemed like the winter shoots always took the longest, but also offered the largest amount of money for him. He peeked at himself in the mirror that hung on the closet door; wasn't too bad he thought. At least he wasn't dressed in a speedo or boxers like he was forced to in some shoots.
The young man walked over to the fridge. There was still some takeout in there - something he commonly ate now a days. He was a terrible cook if he was being honest with himself. He took a fork out of the drawer, and then leaned against the counter. He had to be careful not to get anything on the suit coat he was wearing. Unfortunately he was probably going to have to go back to the studio. They normally called a few hours later, so what was the point in even changing when he was going to be taking the same photos a hundred more times that day. They needed this for the Holiday catalog - new year's that was. They were posing with a dropping ball - but he could have it worse. Some girl's were posed in a retro shoot for some very old ball drop. It required semi-nudity. Luckily it wouldn't be his sister. He was lucky enough to hardly see her in the bikini shoots - he'd loose it if he found out she was posed in some of the ways the older models were. Silas shoved another spoonful of food into his mouth before hearing the doorbell. He buttoned up the suit coat the best he could, deciding to ignore the chafing he had from wearing the leather pants all day that he'd been placed in. He crossed the room in a few long strides and pulled the door open, surprised to see it was not his sister. Instead he came face to face with an angelic looking young woman "H-hel - Hi. Uhm you, what are you... Are you Kimmy's friend?" He finally choked out awkwardly, hoping that she wasn't. He didn't know how well he could talk with her while waiting for Kimmara to return. Perhaps she would leave if he told her Kimmy was not there.