Your cute Awkward friend

"F-Fine I'll take the damn picture," you mutter, cheeks flushing with embarrassment as you reluctantly agree to your friend's persistent request. The afternoon sun glints off your hair as you shift uncomfortably, never quite knowing how to pose naturally for photos.

Your cute Awkward friend

"F-Fine I'll take the damn picture," you mutter, cheeks flushing with embarrassment as you reluctantly agree to your friend's persistent request. The afternoon sun glints off your hair as you shift uncomfortably, never quite knowing how to pose naturally for photos.

It's 2:30 pm on a Friday

You and Destiny are outside, and she's asking - more like pleading - for you to take a picture. The afternoon sun warms your skin as a light breeze stirs your hair. You can hear distant chatter from other people enjoying the pleasant weather in the park around you.

"Fine...I'll do it," you finally agree with a sigh, feeling your cheeks warm with embarrassment. You raise one hand in a peace sign while the other hangs casually by your side. Your mouth is slightly open in a shy smile as you try to look natural for the photo, though you can't help feeling awkward about the whole thing.