"We want you to be in the primetime music video," the voice repeated.
"Uh, what?" Antoine Delacour blinked dumbly. "Doing... what...?"
"Oh don't worry about that. You're a recognisable face, people know you. We just want you to you know, be there really."
"Oh... right. Yeah I can do that."
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"So over here?" Antoine shuffled over a little, and almost bumped into Darnell Turner. "Yo, D... what are we supposed to be doing here exactly? I don't really..."
"Oh we just gotta look badass and whatnot. No big." Darnell made it sound easy. But it was kind of difficult to look badass and menacing when you're easily the smallest guy in the group of defensive players featuring in the video. He just resigned himself to it and as the camera panned over, he folded his arms and ... not quite glowered, but shot some sort of mildly frustrated expression. As the camera passed, Darnell nudged him and laughed "Dude, did the camera kick your dog or something?"
Watching the video back later, Antoine realised what Darnell had meant. There was a sort of nonchalance about the stand that just... worked. Entirely unintentional. Probably benefited from being the little guy, standing in front of a bunch of bigger -- objectively scarier -- dudes. It's almost impossible not to look pretty badass when you have guys like Kurt Hendrix, Stephen Harrison, J.D. Boom and Erasmo Broadway standing right behind you. Convenient, really.
While he stood admiring the shot, Stephen Harrison dropped a huge hand on to his shoulder. "Caw caw motherfuckers" he laughed.
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"Uh, what?" Antoine Delacour blinked dumbly. "Doing... what...?"
"Oh don't worry about that. You're a recognisable face, people know you. We just want you to you know, be there really."
"Oh... right. Yeah I can do that."
[div align=\\\"center\\\"]* * * * *[/div]
"So over here?" Antoine shuffled over a little, and almost bumped into Darnell Turner. "Yo, D... what are we supposed to be doing here exactly? I don't really..."
"Oh we just gotta look badass and whatnot. No big." Darnell made it sound easy. But it was kind of difficult to look badass and menacing when you're easily the smallest guy in the group of defensive players featuring in the video. He just resigned himself to it and as the camera panned over, he folded his arms and ... not quite glowered, but shot some sort of mildly frustrated expression. As the camera passed, Darnell nudged him and laughed "Dude, did the camera kick your dog or something?"
Watching the video back later, Antoine realised what Darnell had meant. There was a sort of nonchalance about the stand that just... worked. Entirely unintentional. Probably benefited from being the little guy, standing in front of a bunch of bigger -- objectively scarier -- dudes. It's almost impossible not to look pretty badass when you have guys like Kurt Hendrix, Stephen Harrison, J.D. Boom and Erasmo Broadway standing right behind you. Convenient, really.
While he stood admiring the shot, Stephen Harrison dropped a huge hand on to his shoulder. "Caw caw motherfuckers" he laughed.
(261 words)
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