Technically, we aren't really shirking as there're so few journalists left in the media workroom that we've decided to photobooth. The fencing discipline had just ended and now waiting for the swimming discipline of the modern pentathlon to commence. Initially we wanted to take just one picture. But it's photobooth; you can't just stop at one.
Besides, it is our last day (well, technically mine. But since Charlotte told me that I don't have to come to the Village tomorrow as the afternoon shift is not needed so fuck yeah) so might as well make the best of it.
Pictures of the the victory ceremony shall be posted on another day. Because slowpoke Chloe hadn't upload them on facebook yet.
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