Post by Collan Mounds on Jun 20, 2017 19:21:03 GMT -7
A Way With Words
Beauty has to be one of if not the most opinion based subject in the world. Everyone has their own preference on who or what they find attractive. But not many times would someone really argue about your preference. Most people do think that people should just go for who they love...but, there are some people who only go to look good in front of more than one person just for the sake of it. Collan would happen to be one of these people.
He had been sitting on a bench next to a woman that appeared to be around his age, staring at the man as he spoke; "They say love is in the eye of the beholder...and you...I can say are definitely in my eye." His little 'date' let out an awe as she smiled. But as she did, Collan would get up. Slowly and softly grabbing her hand, he continued to speak. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I have other things to do." With this, the woman's smile turned into a frown, with the man letting go and walking off to an alley.
Arriving there, hopefully out of eye site, he pulled out a camera. Collan turned it on to look at pictures he had taken of the woman while hanging around her, out in places such as the city park or a restaurant. As he looked, he smiled, as a strange anthropomorphic cat like figured formed behind him. He knew this figure to be not seen by the public, so he hadn't needed to worry if someone walked in the alley. But non the less, as he continued to look through the pictures, he said to himself; "Yes, these will do fine, I'm sure someone will pay for these."
He had been sitting on a bench next to a woman that appeared to be around his age, staring at the man as he spoke; "They say love is in the eye of the beholder...and you...I can say are definitely in my eye." His little 'date' let out an awe as she smiled. But as she did, Collan would get up. Slowly and softly grabbing her hand, he continued to speak. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I have other things to do." With this, the woman's smile turned into a frown, with the man letting go and walking off to an alley.
Arriving there, hopefully out of eye site, he pulled out a camera. Collan turned it on to look at pictures he had taken of the woman while hanging around her, out in places such as the city park or a restaurant. As he looked, he smiled, as a strange anthropomorphic cat like figured formed behind him. He knew this figure to be not seen by the public, so he hadn't needed to worry if someone walked in the alley. But non the less, as he continued to look through the pictures, he said to himself; "Yes, these will do fine, I'm sure someone will pay for these."
OOC Notes: Welp, time to see how my first thread goes.
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