POLAROIDS || L. PARTRIDGE [ ✓ ]

19. June Crowes

P O L A R O I D S

"I'M SO SORRY! HERE, LET me help you up," Y/N heard as she saw a boy looking down at her with worry. She grunted and took his hand, standing up. The girl dusted herself as the guy cleared his throat, awkwardly standing before her, thinking of something to say. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm completely fine. You?" She replied.

"I'm fine. Er, did I cause any damage?"

Y/N searched for the things in her bag and checked her phone, then the polaroid camera she dearly possessed. There she saw the damage.

The boy saw this and frowned, "Oh, dear. I think I can fix that. My dad's good at fixing things — he'd teach me from time to time."

"No, you don't have to. I'll buy a new one." There was a problem with that. She didn't want to let go of the camera. It held her most treasured memories. The reason was more on the fact that it was of sentimental value,

"It's the least that I can do. I almost ran you over with my bike — "

"It's okay, seriously. It's my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going, and — "

"I really want to. I insist," the guy gave her a look, more on the fact that he desperately wanted to right his wrong. With that, she gave up and handed him the broken object.

"Thank you," Y/N chuckled nervously. He smiled at her and stared with a slight bit of fascination.

"You kind of look familiar — I'm June Crowes," he held his hand out for her to shake.

"I'm July," Y/N joked. He looked at her, confused as he laughed. "I'm kidding — sorry. I'm Y/N L/N."

"Oh!" He exclaimed, a light bulb almost appearing above his head. "You're from Missing Devotion! Love that show. Amazing."