“Mm, probably not. But I’ll tell you anyway. I was supposed to be helping clean up. My parents have convinced themselves to do renovations so it’s like craziness in there. I was put on basement duty which just meant I was getting distracted with shit for hours. Yeah, polaroids, I should’ve known you would know. Smartest person I know,” he told her and tapped the side of his head but he did feel like Ainsley’s head was full of endless knowledge. “Of course, Have a go at it. Get my angles,”he joked. “Yeah, like a pattern even. I mean mostly of people I love or a really good meal. Like if I had a really, really good burger. It might be jacket liner worthy. Who wouldn’t want to remember that?”
"That is actually a perfectly normal explanation, baby. But that's very cool." Ainsley meant it as an aspiring civil engineer she genuinely meant that." Ainsley rolled her eyes though she was smiling and fighting back at blush and put her notebook down before she closed the gap of space between them and took the camera. She looked it over, examining it with sincere curiosity while she straddled her boyfriend's lap. The camera went up to her face, her eye peering through the view finder while the other one closed shut, then she took a candid photo of him while he talked about a burger of all things, "You're cute...and your stomach is a bottomless put."
