You found yourself star gazing, taking pictures of the night sky because of its beauty. Izzy was sat next to you, looking at your camera.

“You’re taking picture of the sky, just because it’s beautiful?” Izzy asked, and when you nodded she took out her phone, pulling up the camera and cupping your chin in her hand, making you look at her and then she took a picture of you. “There, now i got a picture of what i think is beautiful.” Izzy said with a grin.