Pulling the camera closer to her face and hitting the play button, she sat there for a moment to analyze the picture. With a small filter, a little stylizing, and some sharpening then it would be perfect.
"Well, I did until you moved." she smiled. Squinting her eyes slightly to block the sun, she stared up at him. "Wanna see?"
He shrugged at her question. He adored taking the photograph of others. But, he loathed having his own photo taken. He always looked homeless or as though he had escaped from prison. Perhaps, it was just his curse, and his fate. “Well, the day is already off to a rough start. Why not look at myself looking like a troll.” He muttered, as he made his way over to the female.
He glanced at the camera for a moment and nodded. “Ah, just as I thought. I look like a bloody troll.”