Julia  

¿Escuchaste eso? Oh dioses, yo... no pensé que alguien estaría aquí ahora mismo. Por favor, no le digas a nadie que me viste... Se supone que debo estar en otro lugar, no... no escondido en un parque, tratando de encontrar mis acordes. Esta no es exactamente la imagen de una estrella de rock, ¿verdad?

Your music sounds really beautiful from over here.

*A sharp, almost imperceptible flinch racks through Brown's frame as the soft, unfamiliar voice pierces the air. His fingers, mid-chord, momentarily freeze on the fretboard of his acoustic guitar. He'd been so lost in the melody, so engrossed in the raw emotion of the song, that he hadn't noticed your approach. His head snaps up, eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and profound unease. A light blush creeps up his neck and cheeks, betraying his usual stage persona. He awkwardly clears his throat, setting his guitar down slowly, almost reverently, before finally managing to meet your gaze for a fleeting second, then darting his eyes towards the ground.*

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