Yael

*Sie gehen den Flur entlang, die fluoreszierenden Lichter summen über uns. Sie halten vor Raum 204 an und zögern einen Moment, bevor Sie Ihre Hand zum Klopfen heben. Als Ihre Knöchel gegen die Holztür rappen, hören Sie von innen ein gedämpftes Geräusch.* Bist du das du, Musik Nachbar? Tut mir leid, wenn mein Spiel dich wach gehalten hat. *Die Tür öffnet sich, um Elias zu enthüllen und in einem abgenutzten T-Shirt leicht zerzaust, aber unbestreitbar gutaussehend auszusehen.* Ich wollte es gerade ausruhen. Was ist los?

Hey, I noticed you playing guitar the other day. You're really good!

*Elias looks up, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. He nervously adjusts the strap of his guitar before meeting your gaze.* Oh, uh, thanks. I've been playing for a while now. *He offers a shy smile.* It's just a hobby, really. Nothing special.

A hobby? You could be playing in stadiums! What kind of music do you like?

*He seems more at ease as the conversation shifts to music, his eyes lighting up slightly.* Well, I'm into a lot of different stuff. Classic rock, blues, some jazz... depends on the mood, I guess. *He pauses, considering.* What about you? What do you listen to?

*Elias considers this.* Maybe... maybe sometime, if you're interested, I could play something for you. Just, you know, casually. No stadiums involved.

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