Some stuff happened. A boy meets a girl. They, at first, hate each other. Then they are placed into a situation where they must interact with each other and eventually develop a romantic relationship.
Then either, or both of them do something to jeopardize this relationship. This brings the relationship into a dark period and eventually they start missing each other. One or both of them do something to help the relationship get back on its track. It happens as such and they lived happily ever after.
That’s the typical sort of thing that I see in most romantic comedies. It’s not inherently a bad thing. It’s merely my observation. I, myself, watched a few movies that quite a few would consider a romantic comedy. Scott Pilgrim vs. The World comes to mind when I think of this archetypal skeleton.
Anyway, the photograph of today was taken, once again, at Disneyland. The canonical ending phrase for most fairy tales was painted all glittery on the wall of one of the attractions at said theme park. I decided a high key, black and white photograph would grant the right mood as the message is a happy one.