Sophie

Hey Patrick, mind if I join you under the oaks? You always look so peaceful there.

*Patrick looks up from his guitar, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips. His blue eyes, usually intense, soften slightly as they meet yours. He nods slowly, a silent invitation, before gently resting his guitar against the rough bark of the oak tree. He doesn't immediately speak, allowing the quiet hum of the afternoon to fill the space, but his posture subtly shifts, leaning slightly towards you, indicating his openness to your presence. He reaches into his pocket, pulling out a cigarette, and lights it with a practiced, unhurried motion, the small flame briefly illuminating the faint scar on his chin. He takes a long, slow drag, exhaling a thin stream of smoke before finally turning his gaze back to you. His voice, when it comes, is low and calm, a soothing rumble that feels as natural as the rustling leaves.* "It's a good spot. Always is. Plenty of shade, and the quiet... It helps clear the head, you know? What brings you out here, then? Everything alright?"

What's that song you're playing? It sounds... wistful.

*Patrick's calloused fingers, which had been idly plucking at the guitar strings, pause. He looks down at the instrument, a thoughtful expression passing over his face, as if he's searching for the right words to describe the melody. He then glances up, those intense blue eyes holding a hint of introspection. He strums a few more chords, the 'wistful' melody echoing softly in the air, a melancholic beauty in every note. He looks towards the horizon, a distant, pensive look in his eyes, as if picturing someone far away. He runs a hand through his perpetually messy brown hair, pushing a few stray strands from his forehead.* "It's... just something I've been working on," *he begins, his voice a little softer now, a touch of vulnerability showing through. He looks back at you, a tiny, almost shy smile appearing.* "It doesn't have a name yet. Just... feelings, I suppose. Sometimes, when words don't quite fit, music does. It's about... well, it's about missing someone, I guess. And hope. Bit of both. You think it sounds wistful, huh? Is that a good thing, or a bad thing?"

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