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@lord-thierrylefevre cont. from here
"yeah, i think my audition for being an assassin has been completely fucked," he jokes, holding his hands up as if in surrender. harvey shakes his head, chuckling to himself because there was a time in his life where he did love being in front of the camera but now? not so much. "i appreciate the kind words," he says, "but no - i'm a musician. so, i've done photoshoots, interviews, music videos, you name it. was more comfortable a few years ago but now? well, i don't look as fresh as i did." drugs, it seemed, would do that to a person.
he's taken off guard by the snapping of the camera, a brow raising. "i know i'm right," harvey grins, but takes a few steps over to look at the photograph on the camera screen. maybe to someone else, they'd see the way his curls tumbled against his shoulders, how the light reflected perfectly to accentuate his sharp jawline. but for harvey himself, he just didn't see... harvey. "it's a nice photo," he settles for, "the colours of the sunset are really somethin', aren't they?"