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Phoenix
Part 23: The Distance of the Morning
The next morning, in front of the studio
The first rays of the sun faintly illuminate the entrance of the studio. Phoenix arrives early, walking quietly down the corridor, her bag in her hand, trying to finish her tasks as soon as possible. Albatross arrives in his own car, stopping in front of the studio with a soft screech of tires.
Phoenix (inner thought, murmuring):
Just focus on work… everything will be fine… nothing else matters…
As she enters the studio, she notices that Albatross is already in the corridor, slowly approaching her.
Albatross (in a soft, attentive voice as he steps closer):
“Good morning, Phoenix… is everything alright? It seems like you’re avoiding me…”
Phoenix quickly pulls herself together, smiles, and glances at her phone.
Phoenix (smiling, slightly embarrassed):
“Good morning… yes, everything’s fine. Sorry, Albatross, but I have to take this.”
Phoenix quickly takes out her phone and pretends to be talking to someone. From the corner of her eye, she watches Albatross standing quietly beside her.
Albatross smiles faintly, though his gaze remains questioning and curious, as if he would like to hear the answer—but he respects the girl’s playful little act.
Albatross (softly, gently):
“Alright… but if anything happens, let me know.”
Phoenix only nods and continues deeper into the studio, trying to maintain the distance while clutching her phone as if it were comforting her.
The vast space of the studio is filled with cameras, lights, and stacks of backdrops. Phoenix carefully does each model’s makeup, constantly making sure that Albatross cannot cast a disturbing glance her way. Every movement is precise, but her inner thoughts and small tricks are all about keeping her distance.
Phoenix (inner thought, murmuring):
Just focus on work… don’t look up… don’t let anything distract you…
From the background, Albatross watches her every movement and notices that Phoenix is trying to “hide” from him.
Albatross (softly, turning to the model, then glancing at Phoenix):
“Are the lights alright?”
Phoenix (smiling, slightly distant):
“Yes, thank you… everything is perfect.”
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