Today, I continued filming for the futuristic movie. They handed me a weapon, sleek, cold, and far too advanced for me to understand. As the man tried to explain how to use it, his eyes wandered... and for a brief moment, they stopped on my tits... I felt a flicker of embarrassment, realizing I hadn’t understood a single word he said.
They dressed me in a very small outfit, light, almost weightless, yet somehow, I liked how it felt against my skin. Now, I’m standing here on set, uncertain of my lines, but ready to improvise… because sometimes, the best scenes are the ones that aren’t scripted at all.