Rory was having a photoshoot. His photographer was a girl. She was very pretty. He was about 26 years old. He looked at her with a small smile, fixing his hair. He chuckled softly. He was a pretty serious man, but he was always a very comforting and loving man.

“Ready, dear?”

Rory said softly, wanting to be nice to the girl. He continued to smile at her.