Throttle— yaw, pitch.
“Yeah. Roll, roll. Hey, punk, roll left! We almost hit that.”
A sharp voice scolded at full volume. The drone skimmed past a tree by a hair.
“Ah—damn, you little—! Do you know how much that costs? You gonna pay if it gets smashed, huh?”
“Mmm, sorry, sorry.”
“My life is fucking legendary—teaching a newbie bastard to fly a drone at this hour just to try using him once, fuck.”
“Then why’d you drag someone out of bed at the crack of dawn?”
“The stream’s tomorrow; what am I supposed to do, idiot! I said I’d pay you fat day rates. If that cameraman bastard hadn’t ghosted, I wouldn’t use something like you even for free.”
YouTuber Dokgak sighed in exasperation.
He should’ve known the moment the guy whined about being scared……
To bail just a…