Fake Filters, Real Disgrace

** Eli **

It took Eli the will of steel to keep his feet planted inside the photo booth, instead of scurrying away as fast as he could through the curtains that tempted him with an easy escape.

"Let's see what we've got here …" Harper, on the other hand, was already tapping excitedly on the machine, browsing through the menu that Eli had no courage to look at. "Oh, this must be an ancient Rome themed booth. See this gladiator outfit? It must look so perfect on you!"

Hmm, gladiator? That sounded just about ten thousand times better than what he was imagining.