Morrison strongly dislikes any sort of staged pictures, especially when it comes to couples. I GET IT. I REALLY DO. But also maybe we need a picture of us casually strolling through the canyon like we’re in love we’re in love and we don’t care who knows it. But to get said picture, I had to be quite covert.
Me (whispering loudly): DAD TAKE MY PHONE I’M GOING TO RUN UP THERE WITH MORRISON, WILL YOU TAKE A PICTURE OF US WALKING?
Dad:…what?
Me: SHHHH. A PICTURE OF US WALKING BECAUSE THAT’S A THING THAT PEOPLE HAVE AND NEED.
Dad:….Okay!
I join Morrison.
Me: HI!
Morrison:…I heard all of that.
Me: All of what? Just walk normally.
Morrison: as if we’re not getting our picture taken at all?
Me: EXACTLY.
Morrison: Okay, here we go. Normal walking.
GUYS THEY TURNED OUT GREAT AND NOT STAGED AT ALL.