The gunman ducked down below the level of the window and the car braked hard, tires squealing, then shifted gears and sped away, disappearing around t...he corner of Jenifer Street. The entire incident had lasted less than a minute. The wounded man was on his knees, hunched over and cradling his right arm, muttering what I suspected were curses in his unfamiliar language. Mina had stumbled when he shoved her away, but had regained her balance and was glaring furiously down at him. She said. “Eve? Hey… where are you?”“Sorry, what did you say?”Embarrassed that I had zoned out, I followed Adam’s instructions and tilted my neck a little to the left while I sat on the stool that was placed in front of the backdrop.The camera flashed, nearly blinding me before Adam paused and called Peter over. His deep baritone voice was so seductive; it gave me tingles. I quietly listened to their discussion and tried not to look as awkward as I felt.“I’m working with a 135mm prime lens,” said Adam,. What do they want to do, keep you in a convent until you're 21?" Probably," she muttered. We were in the library, having gotten passes out of our respective study halls so we could be together for a little while. "But until I can talk some sense into their thick heads, we've got to do it this way. So lighten up, Raymond."We had only been seeing each other for a couple of months, but I knew when she called me Raymond, that I had better pay attention. Who says a 16-year-old hormonally charged. The drumline that was performing in his head kept a steady beat as his world came into focus. When his eyes had cleared enough, he looked up at his alarm clock and noted the time: 11:30 AM. “SHIT! I missed work today!” he bellowed as he rolled out of bed and immediately fell to the floor.The thirty-year old cursed at himself as he attempted to rise to his feet and failed miserably. On his second try, he was able to stand up, but his legs wouldn’t let him move.“DAMMIT! Why the Hell did I drink.