morning in chinatown.

then onto an empty garage. can't go wrong with an empty want drama, get a garage. nobody has a nice convo in a parking garage. boom. credits.

bab and i bonded over candy as soon as we met. i caught him strolling around eating generic fruit loops. fucking respect.

we raced up to the roof for the last shots

and made it with only seconds to spare as the sun slowly set.

and just like that, it was over. talent wrapped.

the crew, however had unfinished business with the kegs at our first location.

thanks for the good times, atlanta. and to this guy, alan sabir, for the ceaseless didication.

and matt addington, for everything. love you, miss you. xo