England is Strange || Kay-the-Painter || CLOSED
Angel had left for Vegas with Nathan leaving her flat. She had to get a flat sitter, however. She had a cat that needed care and other things that needed to be watched after. Her family was still in the process of moving to England, including her brother who had gotten a head start. She's could not ask any of them. There was one person who was there, that she could trust, however. It was her mother's younger brother. Her uncle Blake. He had been living in England only a year before Angel. She knew he was settled and could look after her things while she was gone.
Blake was walking to his niece's flat with his trusty camera over his shoulder. That was why he had originally moved to England. So he could do more with his photography. He has been enjoying every minute of it. He had caught some compelling shots he really wouldn't have been able to catch in the states. Including the storm Angel always talks about.
As Blake continued to walk, he caught sight of a young woman. She looked like she was having trouble with something. He could make out what though. Being the gentleman he was, he stopped to help never-the-less. "Can I help," he quickly questioned with a smile. His green eyes seemed to brighten with his smile.
