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Originally Posted by GrapehGrape  Fallon could tell that Finn wasn't too thrilled with her ending the snuggling either. She would have to make a mental note to go back to that later. She just nodded as she got everything on her camera set to her liking. It was still kind of confusing because it had so many different modes and sometimes pictures looked better in some more than others. Once she was done fiddling with her camera, she turned back to Finn.
Fallon smiled at Finn, glad he was still up for this. She looked him over, making sure that his appearance was to her liking. After all, these photos could determine her acceptance into college. "Okay..." she looked around the courtyard. "Go stand under that tree and lean up against it. And then...look down at the ground." She felt weird directing him around like this, but it was still simple to follow. Finlay kind of just stared at Fallon as she set her camera up. It all kind of confused him really. He didn't get muggle stuff at all. It was probably just as good really. He'd only break things. And that wouldn't be good at all. He smiled as he watched her though, maybe she could teach him some time. He knew how to take photographs, but that was about it really. He really was the typical pureblood, not being able to use muggle things at all. It wasn't good.
Ahh. Finlay nodded, glancing over at the tree. He was pretty glad that people weren't around because he might end up looking pretty stupid. "Alright..." He mused with a nod, standing up, and brushing his trousers. Grinning at her, he wandered over to the tree, glancing at the people around. Yup. Nobody better stare. Finlay smiled, as he leant against the tree, and looked quickly at Fallon. "How's this?" He asked, looking at the floor then. Now...as long as he didn't look to silly.
__________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix
But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain |