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Deciding to take the kids to the beach, Avery enjoyed the fact that the kids now had that kind of luxury. Instead of having to drive an hour out of the city through traffic to just get to some semblance of a beach, she could easily walk the kids there. It was a nice incentive to move to Santa Monica. Enjoying the view that she saw, she sat with Chaz and asked Bridget to take their picture. Of course Bridget being Bridget, she knew exactly what she was doing and immediately started instructing them on how to pose and where the best lighting was. Avery wasn’t all too sure where her daughter learned all of it but it was damn adorable. Once their daughter was done taking pictures, they were soon approached by a younger looking man, making Avery a little weary and pulling her daughter closer to her. She couldn’t help but laugh though at the man’s comment. “Oh yeah. She’s already a professional photographer,” Avery admitted and laughed. “We actually don’t really know where she got it from. I think it’s from all the youtube videos she’s watched.” x
[ x ] It was a family outing, all four of them out at the beach on a nice sunny weekend. A part of him had missed living so close to the beach, not having lived like this since before he even met Avery. Not that he disliked living in New York, but he had to admit, there was nothing like living by the beach. And it was great getting to see his kids experience a day like this. He and Avery were getting their photo taken by Bridget - who loved to do so and pretend like this was some high class fashion shoot. It always amused him the way she tended to direct them for a simple photo. He was smiling and staring at his daughter before someone approached them, clearly having seen the odd exchange going on. “Don’t mind my wife. Our daughter is a professional. She’s a prodigy.”
Oliver smiled at the family, even giving the little girl a small wave before he instructed Chewie to take a seat. He hadn’t learned that yet, so instead of actually sitting, he flopped on his back thinking Oliver was going to rub his belly. That would do for now. “Well, if she’s not doing it for a living now, she certainly could be once she’s older. Sorry, again. If this is weird. I’m a photographer myself. I couldn’t help find it amusing the way she instructed you guys. Now I haven’t seen her photos, but her instructions are pretty spot on.” He was looking at the girl’s parents at first until he looked down at their daughter. “Do you want to try your hand at a real camera?” Oliver lifted his camera and showed her. “It’s a bit heavier, but it’ll make your parents’s photo even better looking.”