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There's a time for telling stories, but it's the photographs that really speak to him. They've all gotten a bit tired of each other's voices so Daniel seeks out the albums again to see if there's something more he can discover.
Armand lounges nearby and for a moment Daniel peers at him in his peripheral vision. He imagines catching Armand and Louis unaware with a camera in more intimate moments. Not sex, that doesn't particularly interest him, but in quiet moments. An arm reaching over to switch off the bedside lamp. That, Daniel thinks, is fucking hotter than anything else.