“Feathers & Fumes” – Shoot Day Two, Early Morning
Rhea enters holding her tea like a weapon—low bun, oversized cardigan, do not test me aura. She clocks Sunny already on set, lounging barefoot with his guitar. He lifts his cup toward her in mock greeting.
> Sunny (low, cheeky): > “Good morning, Angry Bird.”
Rhea freezes mid-step. Slow turn. Eyes sharp.
> Rhea: > “What did you just call me?”
> Sunny: > “A compliment. Flighty. Fiery. Fabulously feathered.”
> Rhea (deadpan): > “You're five seconds from a beak in the eye.”
The sound technician giggles behind her mixer.
💡 Behind the Scenes – Crew Banter
> Assistant Director (whispering): > “They genuinely hate each other, right?”
> Director (smirking into coffee): > “Call it what you want. I'm just happy we’re filming poetry in tension.”
Take After Take After IDIOT” – Brand Campaign Shoot, Day Three
ECO-STUDIO SET – LATE AFTERNOON
The camera’s rolling. Technically.
But the real action?
Is happening off-script, right between the microphone stand and the thunderous silence that is Rhea’s pout.
> Rhea (flat tone): > “These lyrics make no sense. No one says ‘Plant your promise in my soil of hope’ unironically.”
> Sunny (grinning): > “Maybe not in your climate. My metaphors are bio-degradable.”
She turns toward him like a graceful, cinnamon-scented storm cloud. Eyebrow raised. Lips pressed together in a pout so sharp it could slice audio cables.
> Rhea: > “Are you composting your ego or just spreading fertilizer?”
Crew stifles laughter. One of the interns actually snorts into her kombucha.
Sunny’s trying to keep a straight face—but that lopsided smile keeps tugging at the corner of his mouth, like a kid who knows he just poked the bear and kind of wants to do it again.
> Sunny (mock-thoughtful): > “You know, with that look? Angry Bird feels like an understatement. More like... Goddess of Revenge.”
> Rhea (without missing a beat): > “Keep talking and I’ll fly south. With your dignity.”
🎥 The Crew? Living for It.
> Cameraman (quietly to the sound engineer): > “Best enemy-to-lovers fanfic arc happening live.”
> Director (dryly, sipping his tenth coffee): > “Tell legal we’re extending this shoot by a week. Not for scenes—just surveillance.”
They reset for the eighth take. Rhea reluctantly inches closer to Sunny by the mic stand. Her glare remains fixed. Her lips almost brush his cheek as she breathes in to cue the line.
> Sunny (softly, smiling): > “Careful, Angry Bird. Keep looking at me like that and you’ll crash my ecosystem.”
> Rhea (whispering, sweet as jaggery laced with chili): > “IDIOT.”
The sound team doesn’t even bother muting their giggles this time.
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