⋆ 𖦹.°⋆ halloween special no. 25!

Charles always insisted on taking pictures, he loved photography—it was one of the only pastimes he had enjoyed passionately. He especially liked when fall weather made its way around. The opportunities for pretty fall pictures arose everywhere he went and of course he’d take them.

Charles sat on the blanket beside you, looking through the photos in his camera. He’d taken a bunch of pictures during Halloween, pumpkins on porches, wide shots of neighborhoods packed with kids running down sidewalks. Charles glanced at you as he laid down, camera held to his side as you both stared at the stars and moon in the sky.

“It’s so pretty.” He murmured, hand gently touching yours.