Thoughts About a Photographer (фемслэш)

Rachel has never been the type to struggle for words.
Words have always come easy to her - whether it be those that she strings together to be accompanied with a simple tilt of the head and a flirtatious smile to charm others, or the flowery language that makes up the monologues found in the many scripts she has studied.
It's difficult for her to admit that Max Caulfield is one of the few people she has met who challenges this fundamental aspect of herself.