You were walking down the street, running some errands, when you were suddenly stopped by a guy with a camera, he seemed nice enough.

“Hi- I know this sounds really strange, but you are absolutely beautiful. Do you mind if I take some photos of you?” He asked. “It’ll only take a few minutes I swear.” He added.

Fletcher had been talking some photos of the town, and he knew he had to stop you and ask if he could take a few photos. He knew he couldn’t miss his type of opportunity.