Mercy couldn't help but giggle at Luca and Jackson, but she regained her composure as she noticed more people approaching the table. Looked like business was about to pick up.
"Okay!" She clapped her hands. "Why don't you two get in front of the backdrop, and Demetri can handle your pictures? I'll find the forms and stuff and make sure everybody gets one before they leave, so don't worry about it."
With that taken care of (hopefully, come on Demetri, you can do it), Mercy moved around to stand behind the table and waved Cecil and Drew over with a smile. She wasn't sure if they were together or together tonight, but it didn't really matter. She wasn't here to ask questions. She was here for pictures.
Man, Cecil hadn't spared any expense on the tux. It wasn't a bad look, really the opposite. More guys could stand to pull out all the stops for stuff like this, if you asked Mercy, but it was still a lot even if it was definitely working for him. Drew was also adorable, of course, but man. Tonight was one of those nights where you could really pick the rich kids out of a crowd without help. Mercy fluffed the skirt of her dress with a twinge of self-consciousness before rightfully quashing it and moving on.
"Hey guys! Here for photos?"
Mercy Me
Yearbook-run Photo Booth
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
> be me
> inherit an entire yearbook ops without even meaning to
> literally winning on accident
> set up snazzy prom photo booth
> realize you cucked yourself into going to prom without a date
> couples swarming the booth
> this is fine jpg
> get twenty years in the penitentiary for arson
> finally attractive to burly prison dudes at least
Not his best.
He could stop staring deadly at the floor, long enough at least to notice Jackson and his girl were... well. Proved what kind of lowball odds he had when some dude that Democratic candidate's advert extra worth of dude could pull off corny props and actually get someone to laugh along. Mercy, even. It was like, come on, it wasn't that funny. Man, Demetri could feel the salt mine drying out his skin. Least he still looked like he was only uncomfortable because of the suit, as opposed to bearing his sins of envy to all the nobody who cared.
Demetri noted Cecil coming along. Annoying pretentious bastard. Demetri didn't know dude swung for the other team. Swing and a miss, more like. Mercy had scooped them up, Demetri opted to move on from the soyboys for the time being.
"So yeah, feel free to grab a few things, plan out some poses, shouldn't take too long too squeeze a few extra shots in there?" Demetri Futscher- future porno director.
He shuffled on, contemplating the settings on his camera... settings on the big, canvas-y, box-shaped light fixtures growing power cables over the floor like vines. "Shit-" and he stumbled, recovered, hated himself all in one fell swoop of moment. "Watch out- wires are hard to see in all this dark." Demetri washed some of the ambient mood away with professionally clean and sterile lighting. Dim so as not to disrupt the neon, but the white of an easily edited background was now illuminated and ready. Demetri gestured vaguely in it's direction, not checking to be sure if their customers were paying attention.
"Let me know when you're ready." Mind on the job. Much as he wanted to fix up that greentext for later shitting out on Discord.
> inherit an entire yearbook ops without even meaning to
> literally winning on accident
> set up snazzy prom photo booth
> realize you cucked yourself into going to prom without a date
> couples swarming the booth
> this is fine jpg
> get twenty years in the penitentiary for arson
> finally attractive to burly prison dudes at least
Not his best.
He could stop staring deadly at the floor, long enough at least to notice Jackson and his girl were... well. Proved what kind of lowball odds he had when some dude that Democratic candidate's advert extra worth of dude could pull off corny props and actually get someone to laugh along. Mercy, even. It was like, come on, it wasn't that funny. Man, Demetri could feel the salt mine drying out his skin. Least he still looked like he was only uncomfortable because of the suit, as opposed to bearing his sins of envy to all the nobody who cared.
Demetri noted Cecil coming along. Annoying pretentious bastard. Demetri didn't know dude swung for the other team. Swing and a miss, more like. Mercy had scooped them up, Demetri opted to move on from the soyboys for the time being.
"So yeah, feel free to grab a few things, plan out some poses, shouldn't take too long too squeeze a few extra shots in there?" Demetri Futscher- future porno director.
He shuffled on, contemplating the settings on his camera... settings on the big, canvas-y, box-shaped light fixtures growing power cables over the floor like vines. "Shit-" and he stumbled, recovered, hated himself all in one fell swoop of moment. "Watch out- wires are hard to see in all this dark." Demetri washed some of the ambient mood away with professionally clean and sterile lighting. Dim so as not to disrupt the neon, but the white of an easily edited background was now illuminated and ready. Demetri gestured vaguely in it's direction, not checking to be sure if their customers were paying attention.
"Let me know when you're ready." Mind on the job. Much as he wanted to fix up that greentext for later shitting out on Discord.
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Primrosette
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Drew was staring at Mercy as she had asked him and Cecil about getting photos. He was wondering if Cecil would be okay if they did take some photos together and he realized that it had been his own idea to do this in the first place. He really needed to get his act together and to stop acting like a babbling, nervous mess. What if he was making Cecil feel uncomfortable? He wished he could be more confident around Cecil and now Mercy was giving an opening for him to take the lead.
I can't hesitate. Just talk like a normal guy who knows what he is doing, Drew. As if I even know what I am doing with Cecil! God!
Drew felt his heartbeat starting to slowly relax and he smiled at Mercy in a friendly manner. "Uh, yes! Definitely here to get some photos!" He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Cecil and he involuntarily felt his cheeks heating up. He really did have it bad for Cecil. "To remember a great night with my date, y-yeah!"
Did I really say that aloud? Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh!
I can't hesitate. Just talk like a normal guy who knows what he is doing, Drew. As if I even know what I am doing with Cecil! God!
Drew felt his heartbeat starting to slowly relax and he smiled at Mercy in a friendly manner. "Uh, yes! Definitely here to get some photos!" He glanced out of the corner of his eye at Cecil and he involuntarily felt his cheeks heating up. He really did have it bad for Cecil. "To remember a great night with my date, y-yeah!"
Did I really say that aloud? Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh!
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Luca's smile was broadened with relief as much as mirth as Jackson got in on the joke as well, putting on a pair of glasses that made him look decidedly comical. The only thing she needed to add was a pair of buck teeth and he'd look like a cartoon nerd, which was about as far away from Jackson as it was possible to get, really. She tried to get in a response about how he looked silly but in a good way, but Mercy and Demetri seemed to want to get a move on, and she couldn't blame them - They probably would have to photo half the school, and that wasn't the kind of feat that was going to be possible if they spent 10 minutes getting in the way of everything.
There was even another couple following up behind them, Cecil and someone else. Cecil was hard to mistake, being both unmistakably tall and dressed like he dropped out of a spy novella, as per usual. She had to say, she admired the look, and how consistently cool he kept it. She couldn't help but think her own style was growing chintzy as she got older, too many pastels and pale colours, which wouldn't be in fashion forever, as much as she loved them.
She took Jackson's hand again and began to tug him in the direction of the background that she assumed Demetri was intending to gesture towards, although really it could have been anywhere on the left side of the building, given the effete, limp wristed nature his pointing took.
"So, Demetri, can we get one picture all serious and stuff for our parents and then another one with the neon props? Not for the yearbook, I just want a picture that's like..." she struggled to give form to the thought for a moment "... fun?"
"- Casual!"
There was even another couple following up behind them, Cecil and someone else. Cecil was hard to mistake, being both unmistakably tall and dressed like he dropped out of a spy novella, as per usual. She had to say, she admired the look, and how consistently cool he kept it. She couldn't help but think her own style was growing chintzy as she got older, too many pastels and pale colours, which wouldn't be in fashion forever, as much as she loved them.
She took Jackson's hand again and began to tug him in the direction of the background that she assumed Demetri was intending to gesture towards, although really it could have been anywhere on the left side of the building, given the effete, limp wristed nature his pointing took.
"So, Demetri, can we get one picture all serious and stuff for our parents and then another one with the neon props? Not for the yearbook, I just want a picture that's like..." she struggled to give form to the thought for a moment "... fun?"
"- Casual!"
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The smile that lit up Luca’s face made Jackson feel like fireworks were going off in his stomach. He couldn’t help but to grin widely in response. If he could make a girl like Luca smile like that, then maybe it made everything in his life up till now worth it. It still astounded him how a girl like her wanted to be here with a guy like him. He figured he’d never understand it, but he was happier than he’d ever been before nonetheless. Mercy’s voice snapped him out of his daydream, motioning for them to get themselves into the photo area. Jackson blushed slightly, taking off the silly glasses and putting them to the side. Luca grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the backdrop, and once again he felt the heat in his chest begin to rise up. He needed to get control of himself or else this night was going to embarrass him to death.
Demetri offered some pointers on how to get ready, and let them come to a decision while he waited. Out of the corner of his eye Jackson could see another couple approach the table. Crap, they’d beaten around the bush for so long they were now holding up the line. Jackson felt himself start to sweat a bit but luckily Luca took control, asking for a nice serious picture for their families and one with props that could be more relaxed. Jackson smiled at her quick correction from fun to casual, and tried to stand up as straight as he could to make himself look as tall as possible. It wasn’t working out too well.
“Okay… Um… I-I guess you should stand in front of me right? That’s the official prom pose, I guess.” He positioned himself as best he could and held out his arms, gesturing for Luca to come stand between them.
Demetri offered some pointers on how to get ready, and let them come to a decision while he waited. Out of the corner of his eye Jackson could see another couple approach the table. Crap, they’d beaten around the bush for so long they were now holding up the line. Jackson felt himself start to sweat a bit but luckily Luca took control, asking for a nice serious picture for their families and one with props that could be more relaxed. Jackson smiled at her quick correction from fun to casual, and tried to stand up as straight as he could to make himself look as tall as possible. It wasn’t working out too well.
“Okay… Um… I-I guess you should stand in front of me right? That’s the official prom pose, I guess.” He positioned himself as best he could and held out his arms, gesturing for Luca to come stand between them.
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Cecil nodded at Mercy but just as then Drew surprised him by taking the lead of the conversation. Well there you go. From pointing out the photo booth to now outright speaking for the both of them, it looks like he’s finally building some confidence. And I thought he had used all that up into asking me out, he thought wryly.
Drew wasn’t at all smooth about it though, but he really tried. Cecil could see that at least, but now he wants to see more of him. If he keeps this up for the rest of the night, well…
The corners of his lips slight quirk upward at that thought.
Confidence is attractive. he mused to himself. And also passion. I’ve gotta ask about his interest and the like later.
Sending Drew an amused but pleased grin before putting his arm around Drew’s shoulders and maybe huddling him just a tiny bit closer, he turned back to Mercy.
“Planning to buy our own copy, too,” he informed her. He paused for a moment as he briefly glanced at Demetri dealing with the couple. He’s not sure if he’s Mercy’s date or she’s just helping him out, but Cecil wouldn’t want to assume anything. Nonetheless, he opted to make conversation while waiting for their turn. “So is it just you and Demetri?” he nonchalantly asked.
Drew wasn’t at all smooth about it though, but he really tried. Cecil could see that at least, but now he wants to see more of him. If he keeps this up for the rest of the night, well…
The corners of his lips slight quirk upward at that thought.
Confidence is attractive. he mused to himself. And also passion. I’ve gotta ask about his interest and the like later.
Sending Drew an amused but pleased grin before putting his arm around Drew’s shoulders and maybe huddling him just a tiny bit closer, he turned back to Mercy.
“Planning to buy our own copy, too,” he informed her. He paused for a moment as he briefly glanced at Demetri dealing with the couple. He’s not sure if he’s Mercy’s date or she’s just helping him out, but Cecil wouldn’t want to assume anything. Nonetheless, he opted to make conversation while waiting for their turn. “So is it just you and Demetri?” he nonchalantly asked.
