Decay

“Long toothed mother fuckers filled with decay,” Logan snarled as he threw his camera bag on to the floor. “I’m sick of it!”

Jared put up his hands in to calm him. “It’s a tough day, I get it.”

“It’s not just today though. It’s every fucking day with these guys. I’m so sick of getting the run around from people who don’t even understand what I do.”

Jared nodded softly as he grabbed the mixing bowl his cookie dough sat in. “Listen, it’s just this shoot and then you’re off to Iceland for two weeks. Just get through it and go forget they ever existed.”

“Easy for you to say,” Logan said snagging a piece of cookie dough out of the bowl.