The red-haired masterpiece smiles. And she smiles as well, assuming that the distance between them is immaterial. As always, assuming that the slight movement of his lips is meant for her. But he is a masterpiece, he is meant for perfection. He wants his equal. She, on the other hand, is a non-conformist who loves her imperfections to the dot. Opposites attract, but I guess no, not this time.
Thanks Jabey for the picture.