#milo post

Aaaaand, snap! He takes another shot, discrete as always, carefully in how he positions his body and his camera. This target of his was supposed to be sharp. But he was also not supposed to be the most morally sound. At least that’s what the rumors Milo had heard said. Rumors, of course, weren’t always correct but there was some truth in them. And if this guy was an important as people said, and didn’t mind “bending” the rules either, Milo could only see financial gain

“Oh shit!” Milo cursed under his breath as the camera flash went off, earning stares from the café tables beside the one he was currently taking his lunch break at. Why was flash on when he was indoors? Ah right? Last night’s walk, he’d seen the cutest cat. Sure the flash had spooked it but at least he had the memory.

He glances quickly at the subject of his ruined photograph and then away. The guy was alone this time, yet just as photogenic. The girl he’d been with last time looked like a model with how pretty she was so maybe this guy was a model too? Maybe candid photos of this guy would sell for a lot online then. Or some paparazzi who knew this guy.

He quickly turns flash off and raises his camera covertly to try and snag another picture.