Mercer pulled off his elmet and fluffed up his hair. The director called for a break to review the footage as the set came to life with activity. You had been standing behind the camera, watching intently as Mercer glided through the course sand like it was water on his motorcycle and you were blown away with awe. The second he sat down to rest, you dashed over and offered a new bottle of water. He smiled kindly and took the bottle with fluid movements. Thanks, kiddo. Needed that.
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