He Turned My Sister Into His Wallpaper

It was the eighteenth time a street photographer had stopped us.

The photographer, as usual, pulled Nathan and my sister, Chloe, to the side, then handed their stuff to me.

Chloe looked uncomfortable, pointing at me:

"No, my sister and Nathan are the couple."

Nathan wrapped an arm around me.

"Then let's just take the picture, all three of us."

Forty-three photos, and Nathan only picked one.

The photographer reminded him, "Your girlfriend closed her eyes in this one..."

Nathan said flatly, "She doesn't mind little things like that."

"Besides, Chloe looks really good in this one."