lastscreamer:

iamthefirechild:

Summer bit her tongue briefly on her first response. “Then I guess you need to take everything off the desk, one by one, until you find it. Could someone else have taken it?”

Lydia sighed in frustration before running her hands over her face. “I guess so. Maybe someone could’ve taken it to look at it. It is just a picture I wanted to show people.”

“Well, where are the negatives? I could run you up another copy, if you wanted. Or was it digital?” Summer started to sort through the piles on the model’s desk, desultorily looking for any photos.

lastscreamer:

iamthefirechild:

“First step in finding things: where’s the last place you saw it?”

It’s weird, how young all the models these days seem. She supposes it’s because of how old she feels, honestly.

“It was on my desk. I was looking at it and deciding on if I wanted to do something similar and now I can’t find it,” she said huffing loudly.

Summer bit her tongue briefly on her first response. “Then I guess you need to take everything off the desk, one by one, until you find it. Could someone else have taken it?”

lastscreamer:

iamthefirechild:

“What’re you looking for, hon?”

“I am looking for a certain photo.”

“First step in finding things: where’s the last place you saw it?”

It’s weird, how young all the models these days seem. She supposes it’s because of how old she feels, honestly.

lastscreamer:

“I know it is around here somewhere..”

“What’re you looking for, hon?”