you were in the middle of an antique shop. it was popular, known to be stories high and full of past gadgets and gizmos under in the 1900's and earlier. you weren't there to look or buy anything, however. you were there to film.

it was a part of your project for photography class: film and capture things that' others usually wouldn't. you find yourself in the middle of the shop, seeing a blonde haired man on the phone.

"one second, love," felix whispers your way, a cheeky smile on his face.