Cormac's life had been hectic since he'd gotten engaged a year earlier. Romilda knew exactly what she wanted for the wedding, but Cormac was very involved in the planning as well, and the guest list was getting long. He felt that he owed her the fairytale wedding of her dreams, and he was excited to give it to her. He was even more excited to begin married life with her. They'd already moved in together and bought a nice house. Cormac was still modeling as his primary source of income, and was getting better all the time. Romilda was working to become an actress and Cormac was doing everything he could to support her as much as he could.
Cormac was in the studio, wrapping up a shoot. It had been long and he was still wearing his makeup as he packed up his things and began to make his way out of the building, passing another studio door on his way without really even peeking. When he had been new to the job, he used to love watching other shoots to get experience and watch professionals work (when allowed). Now, Cormac cared more about getting home to his fiancee and his cat than anything else. Maybe he was getting older now, or maybe it just came with the job.
He stopped, however, when he heard a familiar accented voice calling his name. He smiled as he turned towards her. “Xio!” He greeted, moving forward to give her a hug. “I didn't know you were shooting here and—” he noticed her camera. “You're doing photography now? That's really cool. What's it like on the other side of the camera?”