karin huffs as she pulls her camera from her bag, before looking up at the storefront.

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the place seemed nice enough, in a decent-ish area, so karin would trust them with her camera.

entering the small store, a distinctly warm smell hits her nose. it’s not unpleasant, she just can’t place her finger on it. different pieces of equipment line the walls; rolls of film, mainly, but also some whole cameras.

karin then looks at the woman at the desk and-

holy hell. her mouth goes dry, knees almost buckling as she totally forgets why she was here.