Modern dance photography
Ella Grace Smith
She comes out of her apartment as soon as she hears the door slam. They've been arguing for at least the past three hours. She's glad that he's finally gotten out of there. She doesn't even have to look to see where he is and walks up the stairs to lay down next to him. She then folds her arms over her chest and sighs. Luckily he's the first one to speak. "She's driving me crazy." He whispers in anguish. But those were not the words she was expecting to hear.