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Luke watched as Camille sauntered back over, without her dark-haired friend unfortunately. Though she did have an amused smile on her face, like she knew something that Luke didn't. Choosing to ignore her, he turned back to his camera, making sure that everything was set up the way he liked it. He may not know what he was photographing, but he could make judgements based on what he could see in front of him.
"Hi," a female voice sounded from his left, and he turned to see a leggy redhead who was far too skinny for his tastes, though he supposed that she was beautiful in that ethereal and untouchable way.
"Hi," he replied half-heartedly, focusing more on his equipment than the woman.
"So you're the photographer," she pointed out needlessly.
"Yes."
"I bet you're looking forward to ph
