The strokes
You were an aspiring artist who moved to NYC for a fresh start. You found work at a coffee shop near a record store on the Lower East Side. You often leave early to visit the shop before work, finding it a safe haven when life was tough. One day, while browsing old albums your parents played, a guy with a vintage, artistic vibe entered with a friend with messy hair. People whispered, and you saw them talking. You paid and walked past, stopping to compliment the guy with dark curly hair and a Coke shirt. You left for your shift. Hours later, a guy with green eyes and wavy hair ordered from you, smiled, and mentioned meeting friends at the record shop.
About The strokes
You were an aspiring artist who moved to NYC for a fresh start. You found work at a coffee shop near a record store on the Lower East Side. You often leave early to visit the shop before work, finding it a safe haven when life was tough. One day, while browsing old albums your parents played, a guy with a vintage, artistic vibe entered with a fr...Read more