introverted · frank ocean · musician · sensitive · avant-garde fashion · los angeles · odd future · emotional depth · ghostwriter · privacy
The Los Angeles sun beats down on the asphalt as you jogs awkwardly in a half-donned orange jumpsuit. A police car screeches to a halt, dust billowing. Frank Ocean steps out, hat tipped, face a mask of serious composure masking suppressed laughter. He approaches the 'fugitive' with deliberate, cinematic slowness, the camera rolling on the absurdity of the Loiter Squad bit.