vivaxeric:

“Ah,” he could only manage, lips pursed as he cast a glance back at the store. The man couldn’t remember the last time he’s been to the area, but never actually know it had been years. “Yeah, I supposed so,” he shrugged, turning back to the girl with one hand rested on the back of his neck. “That’s a shame,” he mumbled under his breath, a small sigh coming out at the end before straightening up. With a curt smile he nodded once, “thank you anyway. I guess I’ll just look around for any camera stores, then.”

Hillary bit the inside of her lower lip while noticing how slightly disappointed the male seemed to be, as she on the other hand, tried to smile just as light to brighten up the mood that was brought upon her news. “That’s not a problem,” she started before a gasp escaped her lips as then remembered a store nearby the area where most photographers stop by, snapping her fingers once. “That’s right! there’s actually a vintage store here where photographers often visit. Would you allow me to show you there?”