Rockaway Tower
Kicking the master bedroom door open, Maxen was welcomed with a camera sitting on a tripod. But what surprised him more was the bazooka lens that was attached to it.
"Surpriiiiise! Your ticket to becoming a wildlife photographer."
"Wow?" he replied, unsure what to react as she put Olivia down. He scratched the skin above his eyebrow, formulating words in his head. "Baby… you don't have to buy me a new one. I have one sitting at the Highlands."
Olivia walked over the camera and adjusted the focus. "Well, this is the camera you're talking about. I didn't buy you one because your mom said you have it in your old room.
Maxen snorted. Of course his baby would check if he had a thousand-dollar equipment lying around to save herself the hassle of an unnecessary purchase. His reverie was cut short when he heard her call out his name.
"Say cheese, Max!" Olivia pressed the shutter, capturing an image of Maxen with his hat on.
