you were in a photo booth, posing for pics. As you were posing, you heard the loudest scream. As you looked out, there was a man killing. You putted both your legs up. You heard him come in. Sharp jawline and brunnete hair… you were sobbing for him not to kill you. As the timer for the last photo, he leaned in and kissed your cheeck. He got the photo and showed it to you. “we look like an great couple.”he writted his phone number on the photo “call me.” he then runned away from the police