The Camera

 Nepeta quickly got off the bus, into the bustling sidewalk belonging to Paris, France. She had just gotten into the city after the long plane ride. She had been planning this trip for weeks and she had even made a list of all the places she wanted to go. The first place she had decided to go was the the Palais de Chaillot, a building right across from the Eiffel Tower. She began to walk up the steps up to the viewing area.

She soon reached the top of the stairs. When she looked out toward the horizon she could see it, The Eiffel Tower. She squealed in delight and scrambled over to the railing on the far side so she could get a closer look. When she had started running another person had accidentally got in her way and they suddenly collided.

The next thing she knew she was on the ground face first and she heard a crunch. She slowly got up, and began inspecting herself. She herself was fine, but the camera that she had slung around her neck had several cracks in it. She tried to turn it on, and she was greeted by a error screen. She sighed heavily thinking that the money she had used was now wasted. She then remembered she had run into someone, and she looked over to try and see him.

What she saw was the person she had run into was still standing, he had long black hair and he stood a lot taller than her. He seemed to be very concerned very for her as he seemed to be looking nervous and perspiring a bit. He has extended his hand to help her up. She looks to it and notices his hand has sweat on it. She reaches out and takes it but trying to avoid the sweat.

He pulls her up to her feet and he smiles slightly. She regains her balnece and rubs her shoulder slightly as he may have pulled to hard. She looks to him and smiles.

"Thank you for helping me." She says to him, now able to see his face a bit better. He has a pair of glasses on that seem to have their lens slightly cracked.

In really bad english he replies to her "You are welcome.". He looks down at the camera and frowns. He looks back and says "Camera broke?".

Nepeta looks down and sighs "Yes."

Suddenly she feels him grab her hand and pull her back down the stairs. She almost trips, but is able to keep her footing. He pulls her down across the street and down along it.

It seems like several minutes he was running before he stopped infront of a small store front. Nepeta looked up and saw it said something in she couldn't decipher. The man let go of her hand and opened the door for her.

She slowly went inside and saw an old man sitting at a counter. She looked and saw all around were cameras, old and new. The man called to her in French, but it was hard for her to understand as it was covered in a thick russian accent. She just stood there, he then cleared his throat and began "You have broken camera?".

She nodded and brought it over to him. She took it off her neck and gave it to him. "So, if you don't mind my intrusion, how do you hear about shop?" He asked as he took the camera from her.

She looked back to the door and noticed it had closed. The man chuckles slightly and begins "Ah, Equius brought you, a very nice boy, but odd.". Nepeta nods slightly remembering him grabbing and just dragging her all the way here. He then began to fiddle with the camera and smiled.

He looks to her and says "Alright, I can fix camera, but it will take time, about 3-4 days." .

Nepeta's face quickly fell. She was supposed to be half way across the country by that time, she wasn't even going to be in the city tonight.

"You will not be here, correct?" Nepeta responded with a small nod and the man responded with a laugh "I'm sure Equius would be happy to help you."

Nepeta looked over through a window that displayed the outside street. Out there sat the man in question and he seemed to be patiently waiting. The old man said "He may be odd, but if he has decided to help you, must mean he likes you.".

Nepeta blushed slightly but smiled. She nods and walks to the door. She takes a small breath and opens it slowly.