and there he is , sitting there like a duck. it is a rather beautiful day outside , the sun is shining as it reflects onto the blue waters , a bird going to perch right next to one. it’s there to get a taste of the glorious water , no doubt, and TJ is sits like he is holding a gun. it’s not as deadly or cruel as a gun: but it still can shoot. the camera flashes and he’s quick to take it out: , shakes it like it’s on fire , and a moment more it’s finished. rare smile covers his features and he puts it in a leathered book. the sun highlights his young features: freckles covering most of his body. a hum came from the boy as the orange camera lay on a log and before the teenager knows it , he’s being confronted. face flushes out of embarrassment which also highlights his freckles: and he feels oddly stupid. both hands go to try to hide the blush out of embarrassment. ❛ errr .... what are you doing? ❜ OPEN.
