Peter, finally able to take a break, is in the park taking some pictures of the landscape.

Humming quietly to himself, pleased by the sounds of the kids laughing and adults chatting surrounding him.

He's using a vintage film camera and is trying his best to be gentle with the brittle thing.

He has his eye to the lenses as he uses his fingers to turn the dial and adjust the focus. When suddenly, the sight of the trees are blocked and all thats shown from the camera lense is someone's chest.

Peter looks up from his camera and sighs once he sees who it is.