เราพบจังหวะของเรา แล้วก็เต้น ยิ้มและน้ําแตก

From the couch, I admire Ro in the kitchen, the apron brushing against his bare skin, shirtless his back, the way he puts away the dishes... I discreetly position the camera, move towards him. We find our rhythm then dance, smile and come