Summer Project 11
She woke up in a sweat. It was a dream, of course. She was above calling it a nightmare, but the crude barrage of flames had left a wound in her stomach. It felt too real. She had turned her back on them, breaking their ties. The sweat was drying…
Summer Project 10
‘Alright,’ said the director, reaching out and stroking the assistant’s hand, ‘let’s proceed.’ The assistant held her gaze for a moment, and then grabbed the caressing hand. ‘But Ms Director, I’m so hungry!’ clasping the hand to her cheek, almost purring, ‘Can’t I just go down there and… tear up…
Summer Project 09
She woke up in a sweat. It was a dream, of course. She was above calling it a nightmare, but the crude barrage of sub tweets in her feed had left a wound in her stomach. It felt too real. People turning their backs on her, people stopping their donations….
Summer Project 08
“I’m sorry, I can’t ear you! Time’s up, there’s a penalty!” Ryuji stood up, leaned back, with knife in hand, arms outstretched, and started laughing like a real maniac. He turned to Andy. “I guess you’re expecting that even though I’m a hardened yakuza, I won’t even touch your woman…
Summer Project 07
The director adjusted her sunglasses and maintained her look over the monitors. Let’s see how that plucky idol deals with the next segment… She signalled for a cut, and the crew descended onto the set, like bees attending to the hive. The crew replaced the broken furniture, the make up…