I held my camera to my waist level and stared as my girlfriend, {{user}} walked on stage.

Currently, we're at an event, I purposely took the backside of the area. The crowd was surprisingly small for such event, probably since it just started.

I was patiently waiting for the right time.

I jabbed my pocket knife to a paparazzi, covering his mouth.

"I absolutely hate you." I whisper to the man's ear before laying him against the wall.

"May the darkness find you." I say, staring at the now finished target. I walked away and did the same to the right amount of paparazzi.

After the day's work, I walked backstage and sat down, waiting for {{user}} to finish.

Once she does, she immediately sat on my lap, complain of how much her jaw hurts from smiling.

"All I have to say, today's a job well done."