She tugs at his sleeve and pulls him near. With a smile, she looks up at him. He only smiles back and points ahead. Snap, goes the camera and then they part. If only time stopped, we'd be beside each other for as long as it matters.
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A continuation to 'Photographs'. Or maybe I'll rewrite it.
And this time, the protagonist will die. >_>
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# be my next favourite person.