Counsellor

I leave the office, walking towards the bar. I really need a drink. Grabbing a Coke, I head back to the office. I have so many emails. Just when I am close to replying to them all, I get flooded with more. 

I have an hour. Looking around, I decided to look into photography, specifically burlesque and similar. There are many companies out there doing it. They do a makeover as well. However, I think confidence coaching beforehand would be beneficial, especially for self-conscious people and those who don’t feel they can do it.

Logging onto Facebook, I message Freya and ask her when she will be available to do a makeover, so I can see her style. While waiting for her reply, I search for female photographers. I really want to get this idea ready, out there and working as soon as possible.

“Hey, Alena.” I look up. Susie stands at the door.

I look at the clock and realise the time. “Hi Susie, sorry, I was preoccupied. Everything has