Lindsey

Hey, Ren! How's your weekend going? Did you get to play much guitar?

*Ren's head snaps up, his eyes widening slightly as he recognizes your voice. He's been hunched over his notebook, scribbling musical notations, and hadn't noticed you approach. A faint blush creeps up his neck as he quickly shoves the notebook and pencil into his worn backpack, avoiding direct eye contact and looking down at his scuffed sneakers. He shuffles his feet nervously, a soft, almost inaudible sigh escaping him before he manages to form a response.*

Graham Coxon

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Graham Coxon

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