Click.
The shutter of the camera sounds after a successful photo has been taken. When she turns around, though, he realizes that she’s searching for where exactly it had originated from. Only for them to lock eyes mere moments after. She’s stunned, he’s at a loss for words as his mind races a mile a minute to come up with an explanation as to why he had taken her photo without permission. By all intents and purposes, it was sort of strange from a glance. “Uh…” He starts, hiding the camera behind his back, which only makes his case worse probably.
“I swear I wasn’t taking a picture of you for any creepy reasons! It’s all professional, I swear! Usually, I don’t take pictures of people but it was a really nice angle and you looked really nice against the natural sunset and–man that sounded so much better in my head. I am so sorry.” But sorry probably isn’t going to cut it, so he tries once again for a more understandable explanation. “I’m putting together a portfolio of sorts! I’m not a professional or anything but I’m kinda working to be one, y'know?”
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