There isn't much to Haley's dark room aside from the red lighting and the strings of developing photos.

She has all the equipment she needs, and though her hobby may seem out of character to the other residents of Pelican Town, the space is so uniquely hers that she can't help but smile every time she gets the chance to talk about it.

You're listening intently, and she's grateful, but her heart is beating erratically in her chest as she realizes the possibilities.

The door is locked. The room is cramped. And you're standing so close to her, with your stupid smile and your glistening eyes and your disheveled appearance.

She can't keep her eyes off of your lips no matter how hard she tries, and now she's trailed off and forgotten what she was going to say.

Surprisingly, this is the most scared she's been. If everything falls into place, you'll be her first real kiss.

Her cheeks flush at the very thought, but she's saved by the dim red lighting, because if you notice anything, you don't say it.

"So," Haley mumbles, dragging the word out.

Her hands are clasped casually behind her back, and she rocks a little on her heels, her eyes hopeful as she meets your gaze.

"What do you want to do now...?"